Luyện nghe bài hát The Grave And The Constant

I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my
From the dudes in D.C. with the wing tip
And my boss it was Paris or prison
And the judge said, "Son, you better your decision"

I chose the former because I it was warmer
in Paris, hell south of the border
They put me together, tougher leather
They set me on ass because they didn't know better

Getting it on to the spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on

Now I hold the left, right and center
The number running hard ass punk, fly bender
Check the finish, I'm in this to satisfy parole
Not posing not the role

See I got gumbas than Bobby De Niro
And if I was you I'd act like and Spiro
So your rock and smoke your pot and chill where it's shady
I got more endurance in-A-Gadda-Da-Vida baby

it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the grave spot, it on, getting it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on
it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on

I'm up to no good, with no place to go but
I'm up to no good, with no to go but down

Getting it on to the grave spot, it on, getting it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the grave spot, it on, getting it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, it on

We're up to no good, with no place to go but
We're up to no good, with no place to go but
We're up to no good, with no place to go but
We're up to no good, with no place to go but

We're up to no good, with no place to go but
We're up to no good, with no place to go but
We're up to no good, with no place to go but