Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

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

Your sticks like an arm pit
I've got bars 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 waiting and
Just what I'm going to be
I ain't faking, so be mistaken

I've gone soft for the ratings
I'll you up to the top
Of the derelict block
And then throw you the railings
And the only motive was

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

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

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

And if dinner ain't
Then I'll back 9 and stamp on her
And sip on a can while I'm her
While I'm pinning her down as I her
I'm the white man handler

this very day been around here
If I was then I weren't like the sound of ya
You get I get a bit rowdier
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 gone
Devlin think he's bad
Nah, he thinks at the top
All your makes me mad

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

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

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

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

But now I shoot bars the mouth
Keep marching in or keep marching them out
I'll barge you around a bully in a playground
If you ain't for the regime stay down
I'm going for the whole UK now

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

A confrontation have to be tragic
the coppers, when he met Harry Roberts
Let him it

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

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

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