Luyện nghe bài hát Medley

Fire from on High
In the of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of
And ride on to Mount

Rub me the way
Taking the
Rubbing sticks
But your fire's
Capitalize on hot air, soar an airplane
Yearn to rise in the sky high
Like cocaine, pride is suicide
But got nothing to gain
buildings raise like flames
Drowning in their
Explosive!
the pin in the hand grenade
Soul stain blowing up in your own
crackers ooh and ahh
But they maintain

Fires
are dancing
Don't the house down
fire only resides
On an altar made the ground

Fire descends from on
In the shape of a
Burn the of pride
And ride on to Zion

One pair of
But see two things
One person
the other one sings
You walk around everybody
you something
Take you got
Thank G-d for all that life
The man has it all
But not content anything
While the rich man's hads are
But he's like a king

Backpack's heavy
Moving at a steady
Carrying bricks on shoulders
And around your waiste
way, run in haste
There is no time to
We should be
Got a
Fire like ice morsels falling fire
Rain

You should be more
You keep your hustle
Keep laugh and shuffle
Flashing muscle, knuckle
your bubble, goin pop
Take of the
Hate to ruffle
Makin struggle
the rough old concrete jungle
Briskan brussells step and
Stumble trouble
rumble in the temple
Mumble
Your be more humble
In the continental all your
You're smoke, it's fundamental
In this ocean a pebble