Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

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

Speed Racer, in that PRESSURE
PRESSURE is the fear, PRESSURE is the

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

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

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

PRESSURE!?




PRESSURE I sit down
PRESSURE I git up
I sleep at night
Nightmares me fight PRESSURE

whin uhm vexed
PRESSURE I see mie x

Prayin' for a breather, but whenz it next?

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

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

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