Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

I'll still get the in, Devlin, I'm marchin'
Like a soldier serving in is
Now watch me targets
You should have known to carnage

Your attitude like an arm pit
got bars harder then Arnolds arm is
And no man has red at me yet
So I'd say I'm here to stay like a is

I immigrating, I'm lieing
And waiting and
Just what I'm going to be
I ain't faking, so don't be

Like I've gone for the ratings
I'll you up to the top
Of the dirtiest block
And then throw you the railings
And the only was hatred

Has gone soft
Does Devlin think bad
Nah, he thinks at the top
All your bullshit me mad

But the drama don't
So are ringing off
'Cause with the I'm still a lot
I've been as as dark has got
And now I'm marching the fog

Tarantula, all over the beat
Gargantuan and get under my
I'll stamp on ya, I won't on ya
The like a letter
And I just took my stamp

And if dinner served
Then I'll 9 stella's and stamp on her
And sip on a can I'm drowning her
While I'm pinning her as I strangle her
I'm the murkiest man handler

Till this very day been here
If I was then I weren't like the sound of ya
You get I get a bit rowdier
Still you won't let them throw a pound at ya

Don't me in a box you cocks
If there's one thing I'm not it's rectangular

Has Devlin gone
Does think he's bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All bullshit makes me mad

But the drama stop
So alarms are off
with the bars I'm still a lot
I've as dark as dark has got
And now I'm marching the fog

I'm marching the fog
It's dark and I've lost
But with the I'm still the boss
And now I'm where I belong

I'm through the fog
dark and I've been lost
But with the I'm still the boss
Keep on through the fog

Devlin, I'm and I'm harder then nails
I was raised in a place, so
With my in my pals house
Wetting up on the scales

But now I shoot bars the mouth
Keep them in or keep marching them out
I'll barge you around like a bully in a
If you ain't for the regime stay down
I'm hard for the whole UK now

I'm harder then granite I'm titanic
In-fact your faculty panic
a madman acting erratic
With bombs in the and straps in the attic

A confrontation have to be tragic
Like the coppers, he met Harry Roberts
Let him it

Has Devlin gone
Does Devlin think bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All bullshit makes me mad
But the don't stop

So are ringing off
'Cause with the I'm still a lot
been as dark as dark has got
And now I'm through the fog

I'm through the fog
It's dark and I've lost
But with the bars I'm still the
And now I'm where I belong

I'm through the fog
dark and I've been lost
But with the I'm still the boss
Keep on through the fog