Luyện nghe bài hát Knockturnal

It's all
Do or die
I hear ya before I come out good working
With not that ease I hear and what not
You know, you hear, pop po-pop pop
And I'm you
on, don't be late
You going out in that
As I to you
Brother gotta make a

The vampires you fear the night
That kind of talk give them spirits life
She on the track like she for her tears to dry
Listen real close you can hear the cry
You hear it
Its like every night the die
We the blood, we the city life
the city life

The city get when the sun goes down
The get heated and the guns go *pow*
I used to joke and smile, now everyone's so
He grab the heat before he up out the front door now
Check the weather, what's the
Tryna it rain, lookin' for more cash
man, ain't got no parents, who you gon' follow
When your role send you to the store for a cold bottle
And you come back and see 'em in cuffs will be
To hate police, and define manhood as tough
Sneakers and them toes turnt up
shit is aggravating
It's hard to put holes in denim, this a fashion statement
out "thats my car"
So fascinated by material gain, it's already in our imagination
The nation of supremacy is masturbation
The master should make you want to mash your face and run
Right up in gates
But where the fuck the
Small, dude in the back like " I know just the place"
He flash a toothy the jakes love to hate
And he flashed the gun he had tucked in his waist
The conversations, son, I'm hearing are
no preparing for how much the hood be oversharing
(Word)
The night time, always the time
When your blood is what's flowing through the pipeline

The make you fear the night
That kind of talk give evil spirits life
She on the like she waiting for her tears to dry
Listen real close you can hear the cry
You it right?
Its like every night the die
We the blood, we give the life
the city life

When you got a pot to piss
Everybody on the is your competition
Police all in your pocket, you're to forfeit
your espionage is corporate, that means you got an office
Instead arrested for the theft
Expected to for every breath
A warrior in the face of many deaths
But they colonized us are there any left
He in the like he ain't got a home
Writing a poem to the of the sobs and moans
Ran into Joan, skin chocolate as a
Clickety-clack of on wet cobblestones
Streetlights illuminate how truly it is
The is a college, you got a degree in marketing
A doctorate in swallowing, this pimping paid her
She poppin' out her tits, 'cos they pay her to be
niggas tryna holla tho (holla tho)
But they got no dollars though
It sound like, Imma hit a lick
So fuck you bitch, she don't that good anyway
(You don't look good anyway)
Since when is a virtue?
Cops circle the block, they went stop
And frisk to and merc you
Smoking purple in a crop circle
Fast life is not to the same got you

The vampires make you fear the
That kind of talk them evil spirits life
She on the track like she waiting for her to dry
real close you can hear the city cry
You hear it
Its every night the city die
We the blood, we give the life
Living the city