Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

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

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

1]
I always wondered whether leaving meant deeper than 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 to ball like Phil Jackson
to Jordan, the play was enough to put up the bail
And a train don't stop and we have to ride the rails
Gas in the tank, hardly enough to make it
They say home is where the hate is, I'm where they kill their own
Probably it on their phone, a generation addicted
To take knowledge and we face and so conflicted
To take the road and just roll with the punches
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick from the trenches
Same fences we as a shorty still in the way
Sometimes I wish I could fly far, far
Where my sins fall like pouring rain
I'm on my knot, hope I don't fall again
Standing on my feet, feel so small to into space
It's heavy just to stare up and wonder what waits
So much we still understand, still right in front of our face
I light a for the jets

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

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

2]
I put the halloween pistol out the
Inside my mouth, if it was real, but I dunk
That's dumb
How many thousand of kids would to have mine?
Without a of the times I gave my life to have time
I'm tired of
Tired of chasing that I'm tired of taking
Tired of court cases, tired of
Tired of "Fuck it"
Tired of balling around the President, deciding this a gift
Two shots to life, got one to live
You lose it any night
Or it in a fit
Or win a championship
As a man, I feel
As a king, I feel
Ask me how I with fame
As I write you from my
The cards ain't yet
Niggas on 47, still dealing the same
Rocks,
cops and clothes
Came the world naked
Now I'm in all BAPE shit
Tryna buy a Rolex, can't face time
I feel like it's all
The getting wasted
I spent 1500 on these bottles and this
I shake it before I pop, I I'm not stable
But that boy do got power
Ignore
These I lose tracks of days
Been years since I this way
Count on me to

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