Luyện nghe bài hát Revolutions and Executions

1]
I I figured it out
See I can't stay all the same things
It more than that to me
It's not a revolution, an execution
And it's courtesy
I won't out, rather burn it down
Take risks, talk's cheap and you're broke as
Guess up to my lungs, yeah
Guess up to my tongue to spit it out

on
(In times you wanna)

x2]
Step back,
Just breathe, react
The worst thing you could ever do is let them get the of you
Step back, relax, breathe and don't hold back
Find what matters most to you, stay the course and
I think I it out

2]
And I wait
Staying in the same when I know where I should be
Part of a solution, is retribution for the shit you fed to me
Cause I found myself and I lived to
up, move on and you give 'em hell
Guess it's up to my lungs, yeah, it's up to my tongue to spit it out

I think it's time we find a way of curing disorder
You're a and I've got the answer (Transplant a spine)
Incise, all I put you under
up your knees and dig out the cancer