Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

Fear is the and today's word is PRESSURE
Too to count the worry and the strife

Speed Racer, Takin' in that
is the fear, PRESSURE is the tear

Twist that torcher, torch that
Burnin', verbal arm twisting, ear pinching

No remorse, no
I sit in the cell and I think about that PRESSURE
Thrive no jive, on mess y'all
Female sittin' on my face, no
me, huh but nonetheless
This PRESSURE mess, mess is the best

Is runnin', Runnin' out of
Boy you better git ass home quick
You shorly lie when you get
On that PRESSURE, PRESSURE

PRESSURE!?




PRESSURE when I sit
when I git up
When I at night
Nightmares me fight PRESSURE

PRESSURE whin uhm
PRESSURE I see mie x

for a breather, but whenz it comin' next?

Oh this world, oh this
hardened on me there's no help yeh
It's the pear, It's the fear,
out the fat man
PRESSURE joke's only for the PRESSURE
Fat man, livin' in a skinny

PRESSURE is
Runnin' out of
Boy you better git your stitched, a fabricated cover up
You surely lie you get high on this
PRESSURE! kick

When your turnin' gray
PRESSURE tellin' you to the gray away
Its' the of physical processes
It's the tear of scalp hair transplant bloodmesses