Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

Command, we've control
The bound to crash
The lightning strikes bright
Do not go gently...
It's just my
You my bluff down from a thousand miles
I'm falling
I'm fast

I want you to rage into the
I want you to into the light
Before final flight
But boy, fine, you're fine
I want you to into the night
I you to know, know you're right
Before final flight
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
waking up with no job, no mob lynching, we still hangin'
White man telling niggas to ball like Phil
Pray to Jordan, the play was enough to put up the
And a train don't stop and we ain't to ride the rails
Gas in the tank, hardly to make it home
They say home is where the hate is, I'm from they 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 roll with the
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the
Same fences we jumped as a still in the way
Sometimes I wish I fly far, far away
Where my sins fall down like pouring
I'm on slip my knot, I don't fall again
on my feet, feel so small to look into space
It's heavy just to stare up and wonder what waits
So much we still don't understand, still right in front of our
I light a for the jets

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

Riding a road
low, not a soul who could know
It's man who swept the burning ashes from the road

2]
I put the halloween out the trunk
my mouth, if it was real, but I would dunk
That's dumb
How thousand of kids would like to have mine?
Without a clue of the times I gave my life to time
I'm of waiting
Tired of chasing pills I'm tired of taking
Tired of court cases, of judges
Tired of "Fuck it"
of balling around the President, deciding this shit's a gift
Two shots to life, only got one to
You lose it any night
Or it in a fit
Or win a game
As a man, I feel
As a king, I reign
Ask me how I with fame
As I you from my basement
The cards changed yet
on 47, still dealing the same shit
Rocks,
Ducking cops and
into the world naked
Now I'm in all this shit
Tryna buy a Rolex, can't even face
I feel like all wasted
The underground wasted
I 1500 on these bottles and this table
I shake it I pop, I promise I'm not stable
But that boy do got horse
hours
These I lose tracks of days
Been years since I this way
Count on me to

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