Luyện nghe bài hát The Way Of the Fist

Break that down
Zoltan, the sky

You it, you got it
Everything you and more
You it, I heard it
Careful what you for

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Everything ever been
No
Its the way of the

Strapped rage
Got no patience for
Sick and
Of the whole fuckin

I dont asking you
About your
You might win one
But this, Ill win the fuckin war

End of the road, right

to me, step to me, motherfucker
Zip your lip, you've run out of
to me, step to me, motherfucker
Talk the talk now, walk the line

Deserve it, you it
Got yourself a war
Believe it, you it
down on the fuckin floor

I hate it, take it
break your fuckin bones
No mercy, you
Should left it all alone

Strapped with
Got no for victims
Sick and
Of the fuckin world

I dont remember you
About imperfections
You might win one
But know this, Ill win the war

As you and burn
One, two, fuck you,

Step to me, step to me,
Zip lip, youve run out of time
Step to me, step to me,
Talked the now, walk the damn line

to me, step to me, motherfucker
Shut your face, its your to die
Step to me, step to me,
Talk the shit, ass is mine

I dont remember you
your imperfections
You might win one
But know this, win the fucking war