Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

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

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

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

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

Is runnin', out of time
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 next?

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 only for the folks
Fat man, livin' in a skinny

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

When hair's turnin' gray
PRESSURE tellin' you to the gray away
Its' the fear of processes
It's the tear of scalp diggin' hair transplant