Luyện nghe bài hát Long Live The King

1:
Im getting of your disrespect.
Well, its Ill always be the best.
Whether or not youre being or say it in jest,
Ive got a sense to right; you havent passed your test.

Yeah, Im with words, and youre fucking chronic.
Forever second fiddle, tales, Im sonic.
Is this the I can go? I can get much badder.
Ive been doing this since youve been in Huggies, hold your bladder.

Youve studying me, wetting yourself,
Cause youre afraid when I rise youll be left on the
Where you belong; the rest of the wannabes,
Dont ever ask me to you, you can never follow me.

Ive been holding my tongue for a while,
Sat back, you parade my style.
Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, dying, might as well kill him or pretend.
To the crown, turn around, sit Im the king,
Long the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.

2:
you can do, I can do better.
Even when shes soaked through, I make her wetter.
tryna make me look bad, so you can be taken seriously,
What makes you think I give a fuck what people of me?

You me now Im obligated to destroy.
Why would anybody go to war with Youre just a boy
Nothing to about so put your Barbie biro down.
yourself embarrassment, fucking clown.

You making because you be mollycoddled silver spoon.
skills are average, good at copying, carry a tune.
All the gear, no idea, bank account.
And when it comes to your abilities, amount.

When you compare it to I can bring, its minuscule.
the pupil; Im the teacher, go back to school!
You have to be in possession of the limelight for me to come and take it you, why dont you get it right?

Ive been holding my tongue for a while,
Sat back, you parade my style.
Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chavs dying, might as kill him or pretend.
To the crown, turn around, sit Im the king,
Long the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long live the

Long live the
Long the king
Long the king
Long live the
Long the king

Ive been my tongue for a long while,
Sat back, watch you my style.
Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody to listen, chavs dying, might as well kill him or pretend oh.
To the throne, turn around, sit Im the king,
Long the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.
Long the king.