Luyện nghe bài hát EMG

We had some and smoke and water
And troubled us a lot
Now marking down our prices
And they're really, hot

Everything go
You get on some fly shit
Get on butterfly to the fire shit

must go
I wanna sell you the
I wanna watch you come apart at the

Everything go
You get on some fly shit
Get on some butterfly to the shit

must go
I wanna you a dream

Heart of an boy molested in confession
Who for 20 years then slit the throat of a reverend
And half of this thought is vandal the system
Contraption of credo drift, sick shit and spit at heaven

I'm my dick again, foot on the wall, pose down
I'm drinkin' that piss again, at the train hometown
Starscream the system, ninja star the deck
Lazerface is in effect

Focus a worker ant live, get with hive mind fly shit
Shut little mind crime hybrid
Eyelids pinned flat, we had a focus group
Of lab clappin', at last you got dap

Automaton bells rock from death valley
Shit, we all mingle in ditch, mass for the kids
Clash with the rap set
A weathermen breath, the last rebels left?

off or get the digipack slashed in your neck
You're fidgetin' 28 day simian
Yeah, dog him again, the bad touch militant
Drum lust diligent

The that gave birth to the style is NY
The jihad sky is too fly
The roof of the spot was BK
A cloud of asbestos, I guess D-day

Now you want me to and do how you say
Or look into my brain through glass toupee
Fuck this, how 'bout I smack you bitch?
that 4th Reich boogie for them plastic twits

Or the old women of fate stichin' the casket
be drunk on the back of the train takin' a piss
Bumpin' BDP a Raheem kit
With double d Duracel megamix like

Everything go
You wanna get on some fly
Get on butterfly to the fire shit

must go
I sell you the dream
I watch you come apart at the seams

must go
You get on some fly shit
Get on some butterfly to the shit

must go
I sell you a dream
Get over and buy, you hoe

Excuse me, child, why the devious smile?
Well, I've what I've forsaken and the irony's wild
Are you in charge of this outfit? Nah, not me,
I wrestle distinction from the of a buzzard

Is my mommy in Heaven? Well, she's not here
Now run away and go play this hatchet and flaming spear
I'm tryna mix up this Molotov, then peel the off
I've got a to tackle, son, polish my gun off

My hot pink millimeter space heater, duck
Pulled out from the of a triple fat, duck down
Horse hooves and meat I'm to the beat grindin'
Stolen hovercraft draggin' a stab behind it

Every little phrase is designed for to rewind it
Every brittle phase has an assignment
Eyes wide, the bad man alive
With dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9

Who was trained by Ed Koch to hop a
See cop smile, cops gun
Now see little me in Reeboks run
Through the projected of the catacombs, son
Makin' it so fun

If you're alone, sweat 'cause you're alone with the best
The underrated phrase mason who's leakin' to cassette
If you hate lies, fret 'cause I can't lie about this
At least I'm honest when I you that my mind's full of shit

And sick of skippin' on electrified hop grid
double dutchin' to percussion
With this barbed rope choker
The floatinist spoke dope spit, get lit
You're with an ambulance chaser, I strive design

must go