Luyện nghe bài hát Earthquake

Born competition
a feeling that something's missing
Bred in a addiction
a synthetic composition
On the brink of a war
Or the forming of one
I wonder what first
or Darwinism?
Pledging allegiance to a
elementary
Writing curses in cursive and casting
Stung by the bee
And says congratulations

You
From
To paid
You made it!
Here! Take this gown and cap and it
Like a celebration of going to school to get a job to pay for it
Like a nation that traded it's in exchange for paper payment
Here, these are your gods, you to praise 'em
I wonder who we'd worship if we weren't captured and

this my affidavit
Yo, It's the class
Here to yo ass
Prescription thug cocaine mule yo ass
Agricultural sure would suit yo ass
But say, living off the land is a useless path
Here, work for dead Presidents, HA! yo ass
Any revolutionaries, remove yo ass
Fast, click clack, quick blast, in a
Whiplash the kickback of the impact

yo shit back
As as my head is intact
be as political as I want
Because I get
Nah, this ain't no fuckin diss track, to
Or useless chat, or syntax, or
Who's ass is fad and who has a six pack
Who's this average, or
Compare his passes to his
There's a sports channels
You can get this package, or this

this savage?
Hey, let's your emotional baggage to my emotional baggage
And see who calls each other fastest
go out they way to fuck up my day
But I ain't even worried your bitch asses
And quite the optic, hard to take your eyes off it
They make the sky
Prescribe the
Make a high profit, divide the

You die off it
If you do, hide the autopsy
the fuck are you supposed to do?
Morgellons in kosher food
What the fuck is even food?
generation crops won't produce
Be careful who you keep to you
I'm from Atlanta, but shots out to my Oakland
They say, "Bobby Rae, the you is overdue"
I say hey, sorry I got a little up exposing truths

I used to think, would Hova do?
Now I think, what the fuck Macho Man and Hulk Hogan do?
Now, if Austin was America, and the Rock was Afghanistan
Russia and China would be Triple HHH
And the Illuminati would be Vince
Now when the are The Undertaker
The doesn't stand a chance
the international bankers are walking through the stands

Slide yo ass Xan
You think you a fan but you really a lamb
Niggas trends every day but don't never get no pair of Vans
What the is an advance?
Niggas on colored people time
the fuck is in advance?
Tsh, I fucking understand
I want my fucking bandz
I'm a walking human conundrum

a Muslim going HAM
Looking for the land
False stories of Columbus
Holding hand
Black is the shortest month
I just hope you understand, the
Indians don't get shit but
Thanksgiving and some yams,

Here, here's a few casinos, huhh, sorry we took all land, huhh
Well, let's just on, because, America's great!
Man I love it
Democratic or
rod, change the subject
All of these religions, I'm I found one
All of beliefs and mine's the right one
Trying to process all this info you from
Till you wake the up out on the advice son
Culture and condition your mind hon'

prohibited, imma defy them
The smell of is making my eyes run
To authority, i'm the
I'm not a pacifist, or a
I got all the answersises
I just got a louder mic, and stanzas, ya bitch
Oh i'm sorry, did I offend

What the fuck you think goes on in schools you your kids to?
What the fuck you think serve for lunch, what's on the menu?
That's why only ratchet shit is these kids is into
A comprehendable
Friends do what friends do
act so fucking hard but really they just gentle

Psychological
with issues
Grownups with
Who grow up with
tissues
Abandonment,
marketing screaming, "Here, let me fix you

I the cure
I the remedy
I am the
I am not the
But give me your money, give me money, give me your money!"

in debt
But is a free country!
They dock your pay, what a
Why you on the
Hickory, dickory,
They want cable, want coffee, they want comedy
Anything to take mind off being property
to say it properly
Working on my
But I am the

They know i'm the shit a elio-colonoscopy
They i'm the shit by just looking at my discography
They know been sent to awake this idiocracy
media, hipocrisy
Turn you into a bee
Harvest the tree
I'm being honest, b
Earth quakes underneath

Father Sky, up the sea
God the father, the sky
Son of God, the Sun
Ra, the Eye
No Amen
No more folding hands
Adios, au revoir,