Luyện nghe bài hát Revolutions and Executions

1]
I think I it out
See I stay singing all the same things
It means more than to me
not a revolution, it's an execution
And common courtesy
I fade out, rather burn it down
risks, talk's cheap and you're broke as hell
Guess it's up to my lungs,
Guess up to my tongue to spit it out

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(In times you wanna)

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

2]
And I won't
Staying in the same place I know where I should be
of a solution, this is retribution for the shit you fed to me
Cause I found and I lived to tell
Rise up, move on and you give 'em
Guess it's up to my lungs, yeah, guess it's up to my to spit it out

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