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 said it was Paris or prison
And the judge said, "Son, you better make 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 your ass they didn't know better

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

Now I hold the left, right and center
The number running ass punk, fly girl bender
Check the photo finish, I'm in this to 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 rock and smoke your pot and chill it's shady
I got endurance than in-A-Gadda-Da-Vida baby

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

I'm up to no good, with no to go but down
I'm up to no good, no place 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, getting it on, it on, getting it on
Getting it on to the spot, getting it on, getting 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, no place to go but down

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