Luyện nghe bài hát Kings

I drink the clouded city rain water, you could never my soul,
A of glass in my stomach and I don't break it for no one,
Go - The blood like a river when your back's turned,
And hope don't float when choking on its last words,
Word - which one would you use to this,
I'm sick of fighting everybody me for silence,
Sick of trying to get by inside of silly blinded,
Vision of what you thought was before you dived in,
Take a look at me, I'm pickin' my last meal,
to the gallows with a smile on my cracked grill, and,
That's real - you can your little rap deals,
I don't give a damn about being king of the crap hill,
Stop - and let it fall where the land,
And take the earth from underneath your fragile and kickstand,
So, when it all clears and the rain fade,
You can sleep the rest of the skeletons in the grave.

city.
Yeah, it's got a hold on you.
city.
It's got a hold on you.

(Chorus)
You need to fight me off, I'm well on my way,
But I leave cobblestones and matchsticks in the back of my brain,
I learned that you don't have a single word left you can say,
That'll me quiver when you wave it like a knife in my face,
king is dead.

You can change bricks all day,
But not a one will ever get you out of here and take you away,
You a throne that can never be claimed,
But stand there looking like another drone lost his way,
So take the crown off,
Bowin' in the kingdom of fool's gold,
Searching for a diamond in a pile of bruised hopes,
looking at me through those tiny, little two holes,
That lie to you and force you to be blinded the truth shows,
Yeah, I I'm nothing but a blood drop,
That fell out of your last number one spot,
me, I'm ready to be released and,
Out of your like a burgundy-patted breeze,
How poetic, you all want change but let it,
Get a of any answer you decided it was ready to breathe,
me, that's the nature of the beast,
Break its little and then watch it try to flee,
it hobble out your awful line of reach,
Turn around and pull the cotton out its mouth and its heart into the streets,
And when all of is over, you can sharpen up your teeth,
Just to in the mirror while the rest of you depletes.

city.
It's really got a on you.
city.
Yeah, it really ate a hole you.

(Chorus)(2X)
You don't need to me off, I'm well on my way,
But leave these cobblestones and matchsticks in the of my brain,
I learned that you have a single word left that you can say,
That'll make me quiver when you wave it like a in my face,
Your is dead.