Luyện nghe bài hát Cat Food

At night I a wolf's head on my regular head
a regular character sketch
Food hoarder, communes with the
Computes in cahoots with beauty and force
I've got a new normal at a thirty in New York, plus
Years at the fire portions out of corn husks
Never mind time on the bus
Terrifying errant knights thwarting any motherfucking fork
Agita flashing the hind molars, though his body a weapon more a bag of lipomas
Over medium, treat skin-tags scratch-offs
Rap like black-ops, like lap dogs
He got the rad moves, alpha rat-proof (wait)
die at the crap-shoot (wait)
Looking for a black to casually collapse through
Try nine by the cat food
it is
Ooh wee, do we roast in a bilge, the skinny from afar is darigold in them hills
Time better let a couple truths decay, if somebody to rue the day
Check, check,
'em on the lamb
(I joking)
No maps, no point
(Nah, I joking)
I put a on a tomb
(I joking)
Makin bath tub
I'm
we go
The whip got a and teeth
Too tough, two blood-shot eyes with a bleep
When any putrefying arrow your lungs in reach
I field a vessel going zero to the fuck y'all
And when your function fails I'm on an undisclosed
Stroking animals, open up rocket science
Leaning a jewellers loupe over a sock 'o diamonds
Palm-made products a of modern triumph, try us
Back at the ram post-haste
Cro-mags, till this Saturday plant grow legs
All you hear is intimate and code
around the geometry of a closed space
Unfrozen part of his new
Face of divine evil, heart of Tao
Some people the daylight to be oddly alluring
I was in the dark, dodging and
Maybe cause I like an ugly doll
(I joking)
Pack a in the wheelhouse
(Nah, I joking)
Leave brass everywhere
(I joking)
I own many homes
I'm
we go
All hog to we know
Black hoodie you can set your to
Tall drink, depths like an air
Radically detach with purveyors of the
Down with the ship go a fried wild links
Upperway, upper-case tri-state style
Get pie-faced, sent tied to the sinewaves
Lights off, on sideways
Riding down the block, Bobby in a boogie-down
Tome told me 'em "Hello, 7: 30 noodle-town"
Cool 'em down, domination over sold bake
commanding a broke dude cosplay
You don't want a meeting on an trading horror stories from the hollows
The summary is as
"These those and this thinks that's absurd"
Yip yap, cats and birds
Meow meow meow meow
(I joking)
rubes on the radio
(Nah, I joking)
Uh, suckers play me
(I joking)
I found Jimmy body
I'm
we go