Luyện nghe bài hát Long Live The King

1:
Im getting tired of disrespect.
Well, its Ill always be the best.
or not youre being serious or say it in jest,
Ive got a light sense to right; you passed your test.

Yeah, Im with words, and youre fucking chronic.
Forever second fiddle, tales, Im sonic.
Is this the I can go? I can get much badder.
Ive been this since youve been in your Huggies, hold your bladder.

Youve been studying me, yourself,
Cause youre afraid when I rise youll be on the shelf
Where you belong; the rest of the wannabes,
Dont ever ask me to support you, you can never me.

Ive been holding my tongue for a while,
Sat back, watch you my style.
Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chavs dying, might as kill him or pretend.
To the crown, turn around, sit Im the king,
live the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.

2:
you can do, I can do better.
Even when shes through, I could make her wetter.
tryna make me look bad, so you can be taken seriously,
What makes you think I give a fuck what think of me?

You me now Im obligated to destroy.
Why would anybody go to war men? Youre just a boy
Nothing to write about so put your Barbie down.
Save embarrassment, fucking clown.

You moves because you be mollycoddled silver spoon.
Your skills are average, at copying, carry a tune.
All the gear, no idea, bank account.
And when it to your abilities, small amount.

When you it to what I can bring, its minuscule.
Youre the pupil; Im the teacher, go to school!
You have to be in possession of the limelight for me to come and take it you, why dont you get it right?

Ive been holding my for a long while,
Sat back, watch you my style.
Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, wants to listen, chavs dying, might as well kill him or pretend.
To the crown, around, sit down; Im the king,
live the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king

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live the king
Long the king
live the king
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Ive been holding my tongue for a while,
Sat back, you parade my style.
Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, wants to listen, chavs dying, might as well kill him or pretend oh.
To the throne, around, sit down; Im the king,
Long the king.
Long the king.
live the king.
Long the king.
Long the king.