Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Through The Fog

I'll get the bars in, Devlin, I'm marchin'
a soldier serving in Iraq is
Now me eliminate targets
You should known to anticipate carnage

Your sticks like an arm pit
I've got bars harder Arnolds 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 don't be

Like gone soft for the ratings
take you up to the top
Of the dirtiest derelict
And then you over the railings
And the motive was hatred

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

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

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

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

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

place me in a box you cocks
If one thing I'm not it's fucking rectangular

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

But the drama stop
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

I'm marching the fog
dark and I've been lost
But with the bars I'm still the
And now I'm where I belong

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

Devlin, I'm and I'm harder then 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 keep them out
I'll barge you around like a in a playground
If you ain't ready for the stay down
I'm going hard for the UK now

I'm then granite large I'm titanic
In-fact your faculty panic
Like a madman acting
With in the basement and straps in the attic

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

Has Devlin gone
Devlin think he's bad
Nah, he he's at the top
All your makes me mad
But the drama stop

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

I'm marching the fog
It's dark and been lost
But with the bars I'm still the
And now I'm back where I

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