Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

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

1]
I always wondered whether leaving something 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 niggas to ball like Phil Jackson
Pray to Jordan, the play was to put up the bail
And a train don't stop and we ain't have to ride the
Gas in the tank, enough 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 and so conflicted
To take the road and just roll with the punches
Niggas I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the trenches
Same we jumped 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 slip my knot, hope I 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 rage into the
I you to blaze into the light
Before your flight
Before final flight
But boy, you're fine, fine
I want you to rage into the
I you to know, know you're right
Before your flight
Before final flight
Racing, racing, red are burning rogue

Riding a road
low, not a soul who could know
It's every man who swept the 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 of kids would like to have mine?
Without a clue of the I gave my life to have time
I'm of waiting
Tired of chasing pills I'm tired of taking
of court cases, tired of judges
Tired of "Fuck it"
Tired of balling around the President, deciding this shit's a
Two to life, only got one to live
You could it any night
Or it in a fit
Or win a game
As a man, I pain
As a king, I reign
Ask me how I deal fame
As I write you from my
The ain't changed yet
on 47, still dealing the same shit
Rocks,
Ducking cops and
Came the world naked
Now I'm in all BAPE shit
Tryna buy a Rolex, even face time
I like it's all wasted
The getting wasted
I 1500 on these bottles and this table
I shake it before I pop, I promise I'm not
But that boy do got power
Ignore
These I lose tracks of days
years since I felt this way
Count on me to

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