Luyện nghe bài hát A General

Tonight I saw your true
Vindictive, a language of your
And thank you for returning my faith in what I in
It nearly in vain while you took aim

So when you wake tomorrow with no one to crucify
You know you'll still feel afraid
The way you up this morning today

That's right, I saw true face
Or rather a representative of
you fight your own wars?
A general saluting yourself
While you think your prey

So when you wake tomorrow no one left to crucify
You know that you'll still afraid
The way you woke up morning today

When you tomorrow with no one left to crucify
You know you'll still feel afraid
The way you up this morning today

I hope for sake
You work out your problem lies
tortured mindset you put out
So where's your

So your violin?
So where's your
So where's your
So where's your

So when you tomorrow with no one left to crucify
You know that you'll still afraid
The way you woke up this morning

you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify
You that you'll still feel afraid
The way you woke up this today

The way you up
The way you up
vision

The is two double 0 two, nothing is brand new
Kid Jimmy, you know, you me spitting lyrics over loops
Close friends used to call me sups, mad respect to CI
ripping over PFK, so what you gonna do?

Nothing, out my fucking chest, crims rock the best
out to mesk for putting run ups to the test
Dressed for but we look like some bums
So easy fucking go, not easy fucking

Tunnel vision won't enhance your
So it through, do it for your self
you read might not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for

We rock London, Amsterdam, Downs and Osaka
You don't have to dig my style, so step back, you
And getting jealous, man, claiming that it's luck
You handle it

I don't give a shit you can suck my
Say you can me, you probably could
Going down with your mouth
Wrap wrapped around my

Say you can me, you probably could
Going down south with mouth wrap
Wrap, wrap around my wood

Tunnel vision enhance your view
So think it through, do it for your
you read might not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for

Whoa, slow down, I got the low
On bigger than Benhur sound
That we lit, so I hit it with a lip
That spits in harmony with hits

I help it when you shit your pants
I saw you fucking
Up and down when the went number one
Fuming 'cause paying for my skills

While were fun, now you're sober
Not drunk from thinking over
to face the facts whack
It's only begun

London, Amsterdam, Downs and Osaka
You don't have to dig it, you, fuck you

Tunnel vision won't enhance view
So think it through, do it for self
Everything you read might not be
So think it through, do it for your, for