Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

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

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

1]
I wondered whether leaving meant something deeper than freedom
To be to see everything I see when I'm sleeping
Niggas waking up with no job, no mob lynching, we still
White man telling niggas to ball Phil Jackson
to Jordan, the play was enough to put up the bail
And a train don't stop and we ain't have to the rails
Gas in the tank, hardly enough to it home
They say home is where the hate is, I'm from they kill their own
Probably film it on their phone, a addicted
To knowledge and problems we face and so conflicted
To take the burning road and just with the punches
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the
fences we jumped as a shorty still in the way
Sometimes I wish I fly far, far away
Where my fall down like pouring rain
I'm on my knot, hope I don't fall again
Standing on my feet, feel so small to look 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 light a for the jets

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

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

2]
I put the halloween out the trunk
Inside my mouth, if it was real, but I dunk
That's fucking
How many thousand of kids would like to mine?
Without a clue of the times I my life to have time
I'm tired of
Tired of pills that I'm tired of taking
of court cases, tired 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 it any night
Or it in a fit
Or win a championship
As a man, I pain
As a king, I reign
Ask me how I deal fame
As I write you my basement
The cards changed yet
on 47, still dealing the same shit
Rocks,
Ducking and clothes
Came into the world
Now I'm in all this BAPE
Tryna buy a Rolex, even face time
I feel it's all wasted
The getting wasted
I spent 1500 on these and this table
I shake it before I pop, I promise I'm not
But that boy do got power
Ignore
These days I 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, know you're