Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

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

Your attitude sticks 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
what I'm going to be taking
I ain't faking, so be mistaken

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 gone soft
Does think he's bad
Nah, he he's 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 dark as has got
And now I'm marching the fog

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

And if dinner served
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

Till this day been around here
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 back a pound at ya

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

Has gone soft
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 the bars I'm still a lot
I've as dark as dark has got
And now I'm through the fog

I'm marching the fog
It's dark and I've lost
But with the bars I'm the boss
And now I'm back where I

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

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

But now I shoot from the mouth
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 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 to be tragic
Like the coppers, when he met Roberts
Let him it

Has Devlin soft
Does Devlin think bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All bullshit makes me mad
But the drama don't

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

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