Luyện nghe bài hát Singer Man

[Chorus - Raw]
are living fast, moves in misery
You got a song you sing for me
Sing a song, man
a song, singing man
Sing another song, man
another song, singing man
Sing a for me
Sing a for me

[P.O.R.N.]
Look, I'm so twisted, so, so
One to live, and I'm willing to risk it
that the world has never known existed
Left so many clues, now how could they it?
Sadistic, ballistic, a word and pick it
Long as it means the world is on my list
time bomb, my mind is on tick-tick
Countdown's on, its too to nix it
I'm so anxious, so, so
The ones I hate know what my name is
no clue that I'm armed and dangerous
Willing to spill my to be famous
Willing to spill my to make changes
Look for a suicide note to explain
Heinous, inking the from my anguish
insane, you're speaking my language...

[Black
One for the pressing, two for the
for the blessing, four for the loss
Kid a weapon, walk like a corpse
In the face of transgression, military Kalash-
or machete or a pitchfork
He cause he feel he got nothing to live for
In a war taking heads from men like Taylor
And never the undisclosed foreign arms dealer
13-year-old killer, he 35
He changed his name to Little
When he smoke that leaf, shorty he can fly
He loot and terrorize and shoot between the
Who to blame, its a shame, the youth was
Wishing he could see the truth, to see the lies
And he wouldn't have to raise his barrel to you
His heart give you the years of scar tissue...

[Truck
Uh, what witnessing is true dedication
Charged by the and the cause of the nation
Countdown, minutes away detonation
A lifetime of work, this is the culmination
My manner, patient, inner rage lies
So deep, I can taste it, let's sacrifice
the first sensation, to paradise I fly
Delusions are lighting up the sky
The days of mine spent in extreme secrecy
Wolves dressed like sheep more frequently
Too much faith to be scared, the petrified fled
Those who live death, might as well be dead
Towers of the occupiers, will fall
Martyr or mass murderer? That's call
Mass transit or a mall? Who can them all?
In the name of the merciful, me a song...