Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

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

attitude sticks 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 here to stay a scar is

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

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

Has Devlin gone
Does Devlin he's bad
Nah, he thinks 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 been as as dark has got
And now I'm marching the fog

Tarantula, creep all over the
Gargantuan and get my feet
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 white man handler

Till this very day been around
If I was plotting then I weren't the sound of ya
You get naughty I get a bit
Still you won't let them throw 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
Does think he's bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All bullshit makes me mad

But the drama stop
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 marching the fog
dark and I've been lost
But with the bars I'm still the
And now I'm back where I

I'm marching the fog
It's dark and I've lost
But with the bars I'm still the
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
Keep them in or keep marching them out
I'll barge you around like a bully in a
If you ready for the regime stay down
I'm going for the whole UK now

I'm then granite large I'm titanic
In-fact make your faculty
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 Harry
Let him it

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

So are ringing off
'Cause with the bars I'm a lot
been 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 I belong

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