Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

Fear is the curse and today's word is
Too long to count the worry and the

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

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

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

Is runnin', out of time
Boy you git your ass home quick
You shorly lie you get high
On that PRESSURE, PRESSURE

PRESSURE!?




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

PRESSURE uhm vexed
PRESSURE I see mie x

Prayin' for a breather, but whenz it comin'

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

is runnin'
Runnin' out of
Boy you better git your stitched, a fabricated cover up
You surely lie you get high on this
PRESSURE! kick

When hair's turnin' gray
tellin' you to take the gray away
Its' the of physical processes
the tear of scalp diggin' hair transplant bloodmesses