Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

I'll still get the bars in, Devlin, I'm
a soldier serving in Iraq is
Now me eliminate targets
You have known to anticipate carnage

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

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

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

Has Devlin gone
Does Devlin think bad
Nah, he thinks at the top
All your makes me mad

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

Tarantula, all over the beat
Gargantuan and get under my
stamp on ya, I won't ramp on ya
The games like a
And I took my stamp honor

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

this very day been around here
If I was plotting I weren't like the sound of ya
You get I get a bit rowdier
Still you won't let them back a pound at ya

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

Has gone 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
'Cause the bars I'm still a lot
I've as dark as dark has got
And now I'm through the fog

I'm through the fog
It's dark and been lost
But with the bars I'm the boss
And now I'm back where I

I'm marching the fog
dark and I've been lost
But the bars I'm still the boss
Keep on marching the fog

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

But now I bars from the mouth
Keep marching them in or keep them out
I'll you around like a bully in a playground
If you ain't ready for the stay down
I'm hard for the whole UK now

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

A confrontation would have to be
Like the coppers, when he met Harry
Let him it

Has Devlin gone
Does think he's bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All your bullshit me mad
But the drama don't

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

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

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