Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

I'll still get the in, Devlin, I'm marchin'
Like a soldier in Iraq is
Now watch me targets
You should known to anticipate carnage

Your attitude like an arm pit
I've got bars harder Arnolds arm is
And no man has red at me yet
So I'd say I'm to stay like a scar is

I ain't immigrating, I'm
And and debating
Just what I'm going to be
I ain't faking, so be mistaken

Like I've gone soft for the
take you up to the top
Of the dirtiest derelict
And then throw you the railings
And the motive was hatred

Has Devlin gone
Does Devlin think bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All your bullshit me mad

But the drama don't
So alarms are off
'Cause the bars I'm still a lot
I've been as dark as has got
And now I'm marching the fog

Tarantula, all over the beat
Gargantuan and get my feet
I'll stamp on ya, I won't on ya
The like a letter
And I just took my stamp

And if ain't served
I'll back 9 stella's and stamp on her
And sip on a can while I'm her
I'm pinning her down as I strangle her
I'm the murkiest man handler

Till very day been around here
If I was plotting then I weren't like the of ya
You get naughty I get a bit
Still you won't let them throw a pound at ya

Don't me in a box you cocks
If there's one I'm not it's fucking rectangular

Has Devlin soft
Does Devlin he's bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All your makes me mad

But the drama don't
So alarms are off
with the bars I'm still a lot
I've been as dark as has got
And now I'm marching the fog

I'm marching the fog
It's dark and I've been
But with the I'm still the boss
And now I'm back where I

I'm marching the fog
It's and I've been lost
But with the bars I'm the boss
on marching through the fog

Devlin, I'm back and I'm harder nails
I was in a place, so foul
With my in my pals house
up papers on the scales

But now I shoot bars the mouth
Keep marching them in or keep marching out
I'll barge you around a bully in a playground
If you ready for the regime stay down
I'm going hard for the UK now

I'm harder granite large I'm titanic
In-fact make faculty panic
Like a acting erratic
With in the basement and straps in the attic

A would have to be tragic
Like the coppers, when he met Roberts
Let him it

Has gone soft
Does Devlin he's bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All your bullshit me mad
But the drama stop

So alarms are off
with the bars I'm still a lot
I've been as dark as has got
And now I'm through the fog

I'm marching the fog
It's dark and I've lost
But with the bars I'm the boss
And now I'm back I belong

I'm marching the fog
It's dark and I've lost
But with the bars I'm still the
on marching through the fog