Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

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

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

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

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

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

PRESSURE!?




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

PRESSURE uhm vexed
whin 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 land

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

When your hair's gray
PRESSURE tellin' you to take the away
Its' the of physical processes
It's the tear of scalp diggin' hair bloodmesses