Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

Command, lost control
The engine's bound to
The lightning went bright
Do not go gently...
It's just my
You shot my bluff from a thousand miles
I'm falling
I'm falling

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

1]
I always wondered whether leaving meant something deeper than
To be able to see I see when I'm sleeping
Niggas waking up with no job, no mob lynching, we still
man telling niggas to ball like Phil Jackson
Pray to Jordan, the was enough to put up the bail
And a don't stop and we ain't have to ride the rails
Gas in the tank, hardly to make it home
They say is where the hate is, I'm from where they kill their own
Probably film it on phone, a generation addicted
To take and problems we face and so conflicted
To take the burning road and roll with the punches
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the
Same fences we as a shorty still in the way
Sometimes I wish I fly far, far away
Where my sins fall down like rain
I'm on slip my knot, hope I don't fall
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, right in front of our face
I a match for the jets

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

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

2]
I put the halloween out the trunk
Inside my mouth, if it was real, but I would
fucking dumb
How many thousand of kids would to have mine?
Without a clue of the times I my life to have time
I'm tired of
Tired of chasing pills that I'm of taking
Tired of court cases, tired of
of saying "Fuck it"
Tired of balling around the President, this shit's a gift
Two to life, only got one to live
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 write you from my
The ain't changed yet
Niggas on 47, dealing the same shit
Rocks,
cops and clothes
Came into the world
Now I'm in all this BAPE
Tryna buy a Rolex, can't face time
I feel it's all wasted
The underground getting
I spent 1500 on these and this table
I shake it before I pop, I I'm not stable
But that boy do got horse
Ignore
These days I lose of days
Been years since I felt way
on me to rage

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