Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

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

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

I ain't immigrating, I'm
And and debating
what I'm going to be taking
I ain't faking, so be mistaken

Like I've soft for the ratings
take you up to the top
Of the dirtiest block
And then you over the railings
And the motive was hatred

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

But the drama stop
So alarms are 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 my feet
I'll stamp on ya, I won't on ya
The games like a
And I just my stamp honor

And if dinner ain't
Then I'll back 9 stella's and on her
And sip on a can I'm drowning her
While I'm her down as I strangle her
I'm the murkiest man handler

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

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

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

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

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

I'm through the fog
It's dark and I've been
But with the bars I'm the boss
Keep on through the fog

Devlin, I'm back and I'm harder nails
I was raised in a place, so
With my mates in my house
Wetting up papers on the

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

I'm harder granite large I'm titanic
In-fact make your faculty
a madman acting erratic
With bombs in the basement and straps in the

A would have to be tragic
Like the coppers, when he met Roberts
Let him it

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

So alarms are off
'Cause with the bars I'm a lot
I've been as 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 the boss
And now I'm back I belong

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