Luyện nghe bài hát Trial By Fire

Check, check,
go Klever
This is Bones Owens to my right, here
To my DJ Klever
My is Yelawolf
This is By Fire

Uh
in 1979 it was a cold day in December
Mamma peeled the paint off the wall ,
on the way
They rushed her to the hospital in that old Chevy
Running 90 miles an hour them back roads
past the sheriff, hid in the woods,
Smoke bellowing off the
Running hot, must have a sign
They her to the emergency room
Barely it to the bed
A few minutes later I was screaming for my breath
A little devil the said
He's got that in his eye, ya know?
Reminds me of
Yeah this ones gonna be I can tell it
And the lights went
mamma said doctor something's burning ,I can smell it

And it was by fire
I'm just under a plane singing to burn it
You better your step
I come around

right, uh
You hear lightning for miles around
And oak trees the ground
The wind tore on that old Dixie flag on the capitol steps
Change is coming, my great mamma said
Quietly clutching her bible, sitting in a rocking ,smoking a cigarette
And the wood creaked beneath the porch and the old dog and cried
As the sirens by
And Mr. Williams brought a batch of that moonshine to the wake
You know one comes and one goes as say
And they laid a flower on the
Buried on 29th for robbing a bank
And killed by the police, see you in the next life old
Little did he know, his old friend was again
As the son of Sheila

And it was by fire
I'm just under a plane to burn it down
You better watch step
I come around

You know how the story
See me, I'm a soul
A bullet to some a chatter and whisper at night and the head of a following storm, a rebel at heart ,a devilish grin
A of men, a preacher at ten
I was in to spiritual sin
in the saddle again
12s in the of the trunk, making it rattle again
Giving them nothing but
Living, the baby, the babie's got powers, the is haunted
Fuck a church, I'm a
Professional, public
Came from the side of the tracks
Bring me the ? the back
these gutter dogs raised
With these alley way
Seen what others can't see
My poetry is a of ? up from the bottom
And that fucking tree, but I brought a chainsaw
I come to build a up out of it, chopping
Limbs off this culture, and soliders up inside of it
Limbs, brick, mortar, board up the
For the tornado, I'm a fatal blow to honorable foes
Bag up the hot

And it was by fire
I'm just under a singing to burn it down
You better your step
I come around