Luyện nghe bài hát Attention Span

[Aesop 3x
Every little we take breaks the dreams
Of a warm pig to re-stitch the seams

Aire]
Namsayin, when I walk, I wanna concrete!

Ox'll spit some shit reflect off the mirror
My light beams are mad bright, they stay
Yo challenge an Ox member, get a vow
your body in the desert (Scavenger's dessert)
Yeah I rap tight like Saran
Plus battles talkin shit like "Look mom, no hands!"
I'm tired of cats to sum me
You can't add that far yet, that counting is far
I treat MC like
words at they face to see if they bite when they catch
I you my poetry sponsors Gillette
Now you standing there wit razors in your like baretts
Man, if the mic had ass
The sticker in my hand would say priority
And man, I if it was me or you
But your girl was on my dick she was teethen
You play the role/roll, I'll play the poppy on top of you
The is actual, that doesn't mean I act usual
One of the first MC's to give the crowd full
you need love and affection

Chorus[Aesop Rock, Aire] 2x
If we could every star in the sky
We some shine brighter than others, you wonder why
It's the simple things in that turn the pesants into leaders
And we know the differences between the walkers and the

Rock]
I boogie with picket-a-vision, carbon based
City piss aroma, coma, clone sitter
Itching to pigeon villain soul magnet
Feelings
Passionate the germ, and the book met the
I hold a of matches captive to flashin
For some need
Be a thick fatigue episdoe, brewed in
Flirted curse at perked nurse, broken skeleton
One muddy veteran collapsed the resource center
Housing pagents
My little limbs catered to wings
While babysteps break dirt and demon
I know a crossbreed well in the key of
Mass weight times tame semantics
Encompassing which splits lips but never supply and demand it
To wit plastic, ooh yeah it's splendid
Tap it on the shoulder, grab it, tag it, it
Lend it to the devil of a it, wrench it back, mend it again
It still never renders suspended but finicky picket
Now every toy dreams to manufacture
Start with the diving parts and the
You follow the prescedence set by war of a yester year
Let the pray
Skip a stone the reservoir to shake the whole sharade
Hmm gun the tumors platoon
I see
I fell holding an Appleseed, woke up holding a tree
The bridge I ever burned along this legacy at dance
Was the one that the cities of Prosperity and Chance

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