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 watch me targets
You should have to anticipate carnage

Your attitude sticks 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 here to like a scar is

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

Like I've gone for the ratings
take you up to the top
Of the derelict block
And throw you over the railings
And the only motive was

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

But the drama stop
So are ringing off
'Cause with the I'm still a lot
I've been as as dark has got
And now I'm through the fog

Tarantula, creep all over the
Gargantuan and get under my
I'll on ya, I won't ramp on ya
The like a letter
And I just took my honor

And if dinner served
Then I'll back 9 stella's and on her
And sip on a can I'm drowning her
I'm pinning her down as I strangle her
I'm the murkiest white man

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

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

Has Devlin soft
Does Devlin think 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 as dark has got
And now I'm through the fog

I'm through the fog
dark and I've been lost
But with the bars I'm the boss
And now I'm where I belong

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

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

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

I'm harder then large I'm titanic
make your faculty panic
Like a madman acting
With bombs in the basement and straps in the

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

Has Devlin soft
Does Devlin think bad
Nah, he thinks at the top
All bullshit makes me mad
But the drama stop

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

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

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