Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

I'll get the bars in, Devlin, I'm marchin'
Like a serving in Iraq is
Now watch me eliminate
You should have known to anticipate

Your attitude 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 to stay like a scar is

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

Like I've soft for the ratings
I'll you up to the top
Of the dirtiest block
And then throw you over the
And the motive was hatred

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

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

Tarantula, creep all over the
Gargantuan and get under my
I'll stamp on ya, I ramp on ya
The games a letter
And I just took my honor

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

Till this very day been 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

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

Has Devlin gone
Does Devlin 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 the bars I'm still a lot
been as dark as dark has got
And now I'm through the fog

I'm marching the fog
It's dark and been lost
But with the bars I'm still the
And now I'm where I belong

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

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

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

I'm harder then granite large I'm
In-fact make your faculty
Like a madman erratic
With bombs in the basement and straps in the

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

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 as dark 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 still the
And now I'm where I belong

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