Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

Fear is the curse and word is PRESSURE
Too long to count the and the strife

Racer, Takin' in that PRESSURE
PRESSURE is the fear, is the tear

Twist that torcher, that PRESSURE
Burnin', verbal arm twisting, ear pinching

No remorse, no
I sit in the jail and I think about that PRESSURE
no jive, on this mess y'all
Female on my face, no Lord
PRESSURE me, huh but
This mess, PRESSURE mess is the best

Is runnin', Runnin' out of
Boy you better git ass home quick
You lie when you get high
On PRESSURE, PRESSURE kick

PRESSURE!?




PRESSURE when I sit
PRESSURE I git up
When I at night
make me fight PRESSURE

PRESSURE whin uhm
PRESSURE I see mie x

Prayin' for a breather, but whenz it comin'

Oh this world, oh this
PRESSURE hardened on me there's no yeh
the pear, It's the fear, PRESSURE
out the fat man
PRESSURE joke's for the PRESSURE folks
Fat man, livin' in a skinny

PRESSURE is
out of time
Boy you git your asshole stitched, a fabricated cover up
You surely lie when you get on this
PRESSURE! kick

When your hair's turnin'
PRESSURE tellin' you to take the away
the fear of physical processes
It's the tear of diggin' hair transplant bloodmesses