Luyện nghe bài hát Kings

I drink the clouded city rain water, you could save my soul,
A pane of glass in my stomach and I don't it for no one,
Go - The blood runs a river when your back's turned,
And hope don't float when choking on its last words,
Word - one would you use to describe this,
I'm sick of fighting everybody me for silence,
Sick of trying to get by inside of your blinded,
of what 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,
real - you can keep your little rap deals,
'Cause I don't a damn about being king of the crap hill,
Stop - and let it where the chips land,
And take the earth from underneath your fragile and kickstand,
So, it all clears and the rain clouds fade,
You can sleep the rest of the skeletons in the grave.

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

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

You can change bricks all day,
But not a single one will ever get you out of and take you away,
You a throne that can never be claimed,
But stand there looking another drone that lost his way,
So take the crown off,
Bowin' in the full of fool's gold,
for a diamond in a pile full of bruised hopes,
You're looking at me through those tiny, two holes,
That lie to you and you to be blinded when the truth shows,
Yeah, I guess I'm but a blood drop,
That fell out of last plaque-listed number one spot,
Coagulate me, I'm ready to be and,
Out of your palms a burgundy-patted breeze,
How poetic, you all want but won't let it,
Get a breath of any you decided it was ready to breathe,
Believe me, that's the of the beast,
Break its little legs and then it try to flee,
Watch it out your awful line of reach,
Turn around and pull the out its mouth and pour its heart into the streets,
And when all of this is over, you can sharpen up teeth,
to smile in the mirror while the rest of you depletes.

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

(Chorus)(2X)
You need to fight me off, I'm well on my way,
But leave these cobblestones and 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 you wave it like a knife in my face,
king is dead.