Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

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

attitude sticks like an arm pit
I've got bars harder then 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 and debating
Just what I'm to be taking
I ain't faking, so don't be

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

Has Devlin 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

Tarantula, creep all the beat
and get under my feet
I'll stamp on ya, I ramp on ya
The like a letter
And I just took my 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 her down as I strangle her
I'm the murkiest white man

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

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

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

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

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

Devlin, I'm back and I'm harder then
I was raised in a place, so
With my in my pals house
Wetting up papers on the

But now I shoot bars the mouth
Keep marching in or keep marching them out
barge 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 granite large I'm titanic
In-fact make your faculty
a madman acting erratic
With in the basement and straps in the attic

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

Has gone soft
Does think 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 with the I'm still a lot
I've as dark as dark has got
And now I'm marching 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 the bars I'm still the boss
on marching through the fog