Luyện nghe bài hát Turn The Page

That's it, turn the page on the day, away
'Cause they're sensing I say I'm 45th generation Roman
But I know 'em or care when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting and listen, it's fitting
I'm miles and they chase me
Show yer face on TV, then see
You're can't do half, my crew laughs at yer and custard verses
Yer rain down but I'm waving, Yer hearse is driving by

Streets high, with the beats in the sky
All stare, eyes Garage burnt down
The fire for 40 days and in 40 ways
But the blaze they see it fade
The sea of black, the beaming heat on their
Their figure from the wastage
transfixed with a piercing gaze
One hand clutching a raised to the sky

They wonder how, they why
The sky turns white it all becomes
They felt lifted their fears
They tears in the light after 6 dark years
Young bold soldiers, the fire burns, cracks and
5 years and wiser, the fires are burning on fire, never tire
Slave in the forests and on higher
We sing, hear the strings rising, the war's over, the bells

fading, soldiers slaying, looks like Geezers raving
The hazy fog over the bull
The lazy the birds sing
A new baby's every day
Few men may be today
But look at things the way
it may well be yer final day
And then the crowds roar they slay, all say

I produce using only my bare wit
Gimme a jungle a garage beat and admit
Use war and past injury as my metaphor and
Get all into me before the deadline
'Cause a fine line between strife or crime and a life of crime
But you will the day
And it's all mine, you can it or leave it
I shake and stage tricks like Jimi Hendrix

In the Gladiators meet their maker
Thrown through the wind fields and lakes of
To the next life from the
Away from the knives and slaughter to wives and daughters
Once before the law judges over all of us
'Cause in this place see me brace yourself, 'cause this goes deep
show you the secrets the sky and the birds
Actions speak than words
Stand by me my apprentice, be brave, fists