Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

Command, we've lost
The engine's to crash
The lightning went bright
Do not go gently...
just my luck
You my bluff down from a thousand miles
I'm falling
I'm falling

I want you to into the night
I want you to blaze into the
your final flight
But boy, you're fine, you're
I you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know right
Before your final
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning

1]
I always wondered whether leaving meant something deeper freedom
To be able to see I see when I'm sleeping
Niggas waking up no job, no mob lynching, we still hangin'
White man telling niggas to ball Phil Jackson
Pray to Jordan, the play was to put up the bail
And a train don't and we ain't have to ride the rails
Gas in the tank, enough to make it home
They say home is where the hate is, I'm from where kill their own
Probably it on their phone, a generation addicted
To take knowledge and problems we face and so
To take the burning road and just with the punches
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose the trenches
Same fences we jumped as a still in the way
Sometimes I I could fly far, far away
Where my sins fall down pouring rain
I'm on slip my knot, hope I fall again
Standing on my feet, so small to look into space
heavy just to stare up there and wonder what waits
So much we still don't understand, right in front of our face
I light a for the jets

I want you to into the night
I want you to blaze into the
Before your final
Before your final
But boy, fine, you're fine
I want you to rage the night
I you to know, know you're right
your final flight
Before final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning

Riding a burning
Running low, not a who could know
every man who swept the burning ashes from the road

2]
I put the halloween pistol out the
my mouth, if it was real, but I would dunk
That's fucking
How many thousand of kids like to have mine?
a clue of the times I gave my life to have time
I'm of waiting
Tired of chasing that I'm tired of taking
Tired of court cases, of judges
Tired of "Fuck it"
Tired of around the President, deciding this shit's a gift
Two to life, only got one to live
You could lose it any
Or it in a fit
Or win a championship
As a man, I pain
As a king, I feel
Ask me how I deal with
As I write you from my
The cards ain't yet
on 47, still dealing the same shit
Rocks,
Ducking and clothes
Came the world naked
Now I'm in all this shit
Tryna buy a Rolex, can't even time
I feel like all wasted
The underground wasted
I spent on these bottles and this table
I shake it I pop, I promise I'm not stable
But that boy do got power
Ignore
These days I lose tracks of
Been since I felt this way
Count on me to

Before the final
Before the flight
I want you to
I want you to know, know right