Luyện nghe bài hát Scowling Crackhead Ian

Scowling Ian
I can't forget face
You a foul human being
way on saint marks place
A white thug when we were pour
A struggling for one quarter more
In sixth grade what you'd mug me for
A switch blade up to my jugular
So I for my next
Save were few
My nerves grew recked near the avenue
I soon learned how to clear of a crook or a crew
And know I'm here
And so are you
you've been crackhead Ian
It was kid nickname if we spoke it
You were an insane human
you ever did or didn't really smoke it
I'd know that tall thin overstroll
All sun burned and grimm since ten or years old
I guess yesterday is
Faces intend our souls
An I guess both our places're still on rent controll
I was wick,small,sad,sag,punier guy
You was as big,tall and bad back in high
No sight of someone's face has been scarrier
You'd come me from street fighter one or space harrier
Hello again, Ian
I still forget your foul face
My human being
I know we're both still planted on saint-marks
lived our pour lifes in close parallel
Within this or five blocks we both know so well
You must have grew up the former theater or old groce hotel
I'm you're aware of me here
But oh I can't
It seems you never your little greedy enrage
I still see you look so mean now we are middle-aged
I was used dropping last year at you loughing to
About some dude with a chair till he fell
I slipped fast by you talking fear in our eyes would
Drifting past by new mornings that it all changed so
I've never known live story sure it's rotten and though
But hoe before these roles for us have gotten old enough
You must've had it so kid
Well I
by a tiny portion of love or fortune
Goes or goes thunder
You're a bad one Ian
A sad son and sun big
But of all the kids seen downtown in our pre-team
just you and me left I think
How till you notice
How long untill you my hand
How untill we're old man-neighbours
Last tribe's man of the vanished
We even did exchange names
You were an evil kid the 80's
When we played these games
made life grate in the 80's
Me and Ian
Me and Ian
Ryding into the night of an dream with these games in the street and the head and...