Luyện nghe bài hát The Grave And The Constant

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

I chose the former because I it was warmer
April in Paris, hell of the border
They put me together, tougher leather
set me on your 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 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

Now I hold the fort left, right and
The running hard ass punk, fly girl bender
Check the photo finish, I'm in to satisfy parole
Not posing not playing the

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

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

I'm up to no good, no place to go but down
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 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, getting it on, it on, getting it on

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

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