Luyện nghe bài hát Vice Grip

1:]
Look at what the cat dragged in, still breathing night's air
Hand shaking cause the never fights fair
And you're relating cause you struggle the same shit
And wrote the threat of addiction off with the sip
Drowning, on to anything and everything around me,
Staring the barrel of a browning
Scowering, looking for any chance that me
To sip another bad taste and devour it whole
Young and bold with a bottle for a friend and a heart full of holes
No in a stocking full of coal
Never listen to the world when it told me I slow my roll
It's abusive, but never on a women,
Choked a couple bottle necks and pounced I shouldn't
If the proof is in the I done ate it all up,
of savoring the taste I love

I'm on that shit and I don't wanna come back down
I my broken crown in pieces
my last shot to the ground
You're on that shit again, trying to overload my
You always chase me round in till I'm forced to hit the clouds
I come down
2:]
What's meaning of high, huh?
Getting on a smoke cloud,
Moderately poisoning yourself until you zone
Stick the in your veins, sniffing Adderall and Cain,
Tilt another cup to your mouth
Me? I got my own way to get up,
Starts with a rocks glass and ends with a
And all the I've been camouflaging my symptoms
I don't do the harder drugs cause I slip up
Slip up - yeah that kid up,
twice and skipped straight to the pub
I got my freaking out about his son
And I'm the stress of an artist by getting drunk
No
I escape like the rest of them, no thought, no like the rest of them
been focusing and fighting so hard
That I deserve a bit of R&R, right?

I'm on that shit again and I don't wanna back down
I hold my broken crown in
Pour my last to the ground
You're on that again, trying to overload my mound
You chase me round in circles till I'm forced to hit the clouds
I come down
3:]
I claimed to be a saint, shit
I built a life off of
And proudly to my flaws with a chipped glass
The sick fact is I'm when I'm shit-canned
At least a little bit, I smile like a lit
But I'm aware that I'm just by the blanket of it
And stress doesn't get relinquished by drinking something
And I don't know if I'm addicted to the or the fact
That I can make a exit without thinking of it
Hell, I guess I'm showing all the huh?
And redirecting to alcohol defines fun
And I'll admit that I've been to have a good time,
But promised I'd never cross the line
But never learned to draw it, call it, write it a goal,
Make it so the night never gets to go
I'm as vulnerable as any of you other Joe
And got a couple little of my own.

I'm on that shit again and I don't wanna back down
I hold my crown in pieces
Pour my shot to the ground
on that shit again, trying to overload my mound
You always chase me round in circles till I'm forced to hit the
I won't come