Luyện nghe bài hát Cat Food

At night I wear a wolf's on my regular head
Considering a regular character
Food hoarder, communes with the
in cahoots with beauty and brute force
I've got a brand new at a thirty in New York, plus
Years at the fire pulling out of corn husks
Never time on the short bus
errant knights thwarting any motherfucking fork tongued-sport
Agita flashing the hind molars, though his body a weapon more a bag of lipomas
Over medium, treat like scratch-offs
Rap black-ops, rappers like lap dogs
He got the rad moves, catty alpha (wait)
Twenty-sided die at the (wait)
Looking for a black hole to collapse through
Try isle nine by the cat
it is
Ooh wee, do we roast in a bilge, when the from afar is darigold in them hills
Time better let a truths decay, if somebody going to rue the day
Check, check,
'em on the lamb
(I joking)
No maps, no muster
(Nah, I joking)
I put a pebble on a
(I joking)
Makin tub meth
I'm
we go
The whip got a tongue and
Too tough, two blood-shot eyes a Tungston bleep
When any putrefying wants your lungs in reach
I field a vessel going zero to the fuck think
And when your function fails I'm on an undisclosed
Stroking exotic animals, up rocket science
Leaning a jewellers loupe a stolen sock 'o diamonds
Palm-made products a portrait of triumph, try us
Back at the battering ram
Cro-mags, till this Saturday plant grow legs
All you hear is and code names
Ricochet around the of a closed space
Unfrozen part of his new
Face of evil, heart of Camu Tao
Some people the daylight to be oddly alluring
I was in the dark, dodging and
Maybe cause I look like an ugly
(I joking)
Pack a wallop in the
(Nah, I joking)
Leave brass tacks
(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 an air raid
detach with purveyors of the hair-brain
Down with the ship go a dozen fried wild
Upperway, upper-case tri-state kings
Get pie-faced, home tied to the sinewaves
Lights off, on sideways
down the block, scooping Bobby in a boogie-down
Tome told me 'em "Hello, 7: 30 noodle-town"
Cool 'em down, global domination sold bake
commanding a broke dude cosplay
You don't want a on an off-day trading horror stories from the hollows
The is as follows:
"These hate and this thinks that's absurd"
Yip yap, cats and birds
Meow meow meow meow
(I joking)
Talking rubes on the
(Nah, I joking)
Uh, suckers play me
(I joking)
I found Hoffa's body
I'm
we go