Luyện nghe bài hát Kings

I drink the clouded city water, you could never save my soul,
A pane of in my stomach and I don't break it for no one,
Go - The blood runs like a river when your turned,
And hope don't when it's choking on its last words,
Word - which one would you use to this,
I'm sick of everybody around me for silence,
Sick of trying to get by of your silly blinded,
Vision of you thought life was before you dived in,
Take a look at me, I'm pickin' my last meal,
Headin' to the gallows with a on my cracked grill, and,
That's real - you can keep your rap deals,
'Cause I don't give a damn being king of the crap hill,
Stop - and let it fall where the land,
And take the earth underneath your fragile pride and kickstand,
So, when it all and the rain clouds fade,
You can with 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 don't to fight me off, I'm well on my way,
But I leave these cobblestones and matchsticks in the of my brain,
I learned that you don't have a single word left you can say,
That'll make me quiver when you wave it a knife in my face,
king is dead.

You can change these all day,
But not a single one will get you out of here and take you away,
You want a that can never be claimed,
But stand there like another drone that lost his way,
So take the broken off,
Bowin' in the full of fool's gold,
Searching for a diamond in a full of bruised hopes,
You're looking at me those tiny, little two holes,
That lie to you and force you to be blinded when the shows,
Yeah, I I'm nothing but a blood drop,
That fell out of your last plaque-listed one spot,
Coagulate me, I'm ready to be and,
Out of your palms 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 legs and then watch it try to flee,
Watch it hobble out your awful of reach,
Turn around and pull the cotton out its mouth and pour its into the streets,
And all of this is over, you can sharpen up your teeth,
Just to smile in the while the rest of you depletes.

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

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