Luyện nghe bài hát Panic

The between a hero and a coward?
There is no difference one time or another everyone's fear
what one person does that the other person
Doesn't do that him a hero but I'm about to step the fuck up

Yo y'all, back against the wall feel the pressure
No way out, situation closer
Time is ticking, are closin'
Options now, you're the one who's chosen

Panic, adrenaline master mechanic
Play your position, blow back with cannons
Colors of rhythm no left to chose from
Co-operation can cock that's grouse me

Like, glock for murder three strikes in Houston
Or foreign that chop fingers for boosting
Main objective, don't become an
run or get ran, stampede or get trampled

I spit hard and my guard
Got vision like X-ray, that's how I read card
Yo we got the upper hand and still by the book, the truth?
It's the last place you look, that's right here

Uh-oh, you feel that? That's the crowd
That's the spotlights that that damn near blind
Sing a swim-time kid, what's your first

I hardcore menace to flows
Time to panic for crews who don't rehearse for
'Cause yo this year it's to reclaim game
Used to sit up in the shadows and against fame

Until my peep worded me up, might the mightiest touch
And the only way to out is to blow the fuck up
I listened, put thought under my wing and in my brainstem
Now I think ink can bleed through pens

Or spray cans, dodging trains it's the zone
East L.A. to the beach, welcome to the terror
When the feelings gone, here artillery
To penetrate my takes a mind of a military

Blown off trees from Yosemite
California's cannibus chance felonies
Melt my trees heat, guns the remedy
Do what I do? You panic and call emergency

Set your own standards, not can do what we do
We do what everybody else does, alot of people get
Comfortable playing follow the leader but if you want to see
You need to be the leader to follow, let's make it

Panic ship, iceberg titanic
Time to steal fans from other they take for granted
The way we up nothing was handed
So when we drop the mic it's hot pick it up, you might get

Might not your plane the way we land it
But get the job done and then some, so
And it ain't the last, coming from the
High-tech shit so the blast

Catch the wordplay, hype the survey
Instead of chop meats Monday through Thursday
Friday Sunday, blown off the runway
Ev the Weatherman use instead of gunplay

Perfect caintance, can't catch on
Speak the truth yo don't run with
Equator hot, the cold
Everything between turns to green and sold
Earth, yo y'all

I remember when we used to four seasons
Now just like one, one season all year long man
Let's take care of this

Push the panic button it's, Evidence
I can kill it the West Coast to the Atlantic
Evidence, oh Evidence,
respected, so give me mines or meet your deathwish, panic

Call it