Luyện nghe bài hát 1,000 Deaths

Verse

I saw the rod-eye cross and circle above my turret
Slither banister down a hide
My glass glazed specs staple to trade the market thieves
vendors cop the stolen citrus out they pyramids
Merry without a slapstick mavericks plugged to 3rd rail surges
Piss on mayhem through city commuter circuits
Oooh child, raises oddity, son of a circus side show
Pertinent to the slide show, the wino's leak but I won't
Infected hung thicken the air
Punching is burning plastics upon whiffing the nasal
Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60 stars the suckers
And I'm reborn every time the metamorphs back to water, my god
Sweet Christ crucify me with road spikes
Use my to bash them all in, gather sit and grin, weave
All fair the most serene pageant
Where sitting a stranger and living awards the badges
I spell Marry my name stitched on my heritage
Incinerate arrogant to feed my cherished wind
Buried in a please, thank you, pardon, excuse me
welcome, may I? ohh, I'd like to nod but no you may not
Let's take a deep breath, naw let's a breath
Naw let's take, naw let's shit, well I guess that about says it
Maybe I'll craft the canoe and paddle upstream
Where the luck seems to reflect precious interventions

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and
For kicking your overboard
I I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion
And if the masses agreed to split the sea then let it bleed

I have died a thousand deaths, and I for them and theirs
For down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a
And if the masses agreed to split the sea then let it bleed

Verse

You died a thousand deaths? I have
And in the morrow stood a thousand steps from my nourish laughed
And made a boat at, nomad, I roam in a social
Jones and behome alone days how my poems I
Dig in the dirt I bring up the earth pulley systems
Thereby painting the metaphor for hung juries
Strung along a song of thorns of fury
Numb the before he recognized this worries me
Carpet by my fink-eye beretta
Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little combine
Y'all call natural, in honesty promise me twenty thousand links
And dive and finding my ivy leaves climbing up the pit fall
Lack of most lords aboard, heroes unsung heroes unbrung
Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch I dance fancy forward
Like park children double dutching in burning city summers
My wing span can and will employ expansion
Unfolding while lamping at home my hands spanning for gold
Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to
All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of
Maybe I'll sit the spilling motors clear
I'll sit and stroke my billie goat beard
And the time angels appear, maybe I won't
in my humble little plummet
Numb enough to die thousand deaths under the sun it makes me sick

I have died a thousand deaths, and I for you and yours
For kicking your overboard
I mean I'm one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and
For breaking down their ropes, and stairs
I mean I'm one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion
And if the have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed

I have died a thousand deaths, and I for you and yours
For kicking your overboard
I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to the sea then let it bleed

I died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have to split the sea then let it bleed