Luyện nghe bài hát The Substance

Four rooms, a ceiling and a floor but there's
(close to insanity)
A desk with a light, a window and a door
(close to insanity)
One bottle of the bluest inks iris ever saw
(close to insanity)
One prodigy with a vision in his core
(close to insanity)

(yeah, yo)
I'm frost bitten, slippin' away titanic burden
Where the anti-hero clergy their value burning service
And was I huddled beneath the influenza fresh
Meshed with impressions that appear to shrink before my breath
These tides of woe and malice and initiate a wave crash
Splashing my offspring graves to birth it's looking bleak
Malarky farce sergeant crooked and sleek emerald glow
I'm shook in a freak show
OK I strobe effects projective I blink
So I this chorus line
When linked we let our eyelids fall and stall
With what I sing I'll open light and dark clash to dim the wattage
Then see the wide dry grays and supplied fiery colossus
Well I am a guiding yet pushed beneath the crazes climate
Hiding behind the levy while the stubborn rivers rise and feel
I wish heavenly brevity centered hate pedigrees instead of serenity
God damn must remembered me
It clinched me, it me, tempted me to employ it
Apprehended me and rendered me in its voyage
How tables have turned
Hand to the bottle with the skull and bones scribbled off the label
Sip the ladle drank the burn begging for
Concerns off a zephyr tread and leg in a web
Caught couriers beckon they fled
OK OK I get it
Let 'em shake a little release 'em
Like as if ghostly hysterics would leash on banded
Odium, patience ran his commando
Just a litigant stretchin' to touch but couldn't quite catch the angle
I'm trained as corner stone famine
So my tray within a heart of hearts belly up and parched, come on

(yeah, yeah, it)

I'm a sideline observer alerted not yet
(close to insanity)
The climate stubbornly hovered above freezing
(close to insanity)
Now everybody in the awaited my reply
(close to insanity)
I spit a tiny brilliant white lights into the sky
(close to insanity)

Undeniably amused by the way the burn
By the way the clues in front of my eyes
To fertilize germination of for me for we
For he sucked into the trench fully dug
I wanna pull the plug
Hug on my canteen in a dream
Centipede leader speedin' through a meaty league
I can tell by the way the needs bleed a seed
If the breed should have ever been bread 'nuff

compared to caterpillar and cocoon
To emerge or a spark's soon a to a surge
All I need is the nourishment, the and the burn
To ascend from a number to grave runner
Hunter, cleric, swordsman,
More I'm walking with a broken mood ring
Mood swingin' from the level
to bevel the edge
My team's settled on the to pledge
like that.

In the summer it rains buckets of hunger
In the winter it's the same with an climate change
The remaining two quadrants balance the polar values equally for
Yet the songs of thirst remain the
You could turn the cold reservoir to liquor
Hell, the ocean on its seams if it boosts your esteem
I never lend span of attention lest my brethren signal
So do your miracle worker I'll remain unimpressed
For the flux, the fix, the
For the that little Billy up the block obtained a lovely hand cannon
I'd examined pilot (right) when filibuster won (yeah)
the few we're tuned with were now targets of his movement (oh shit)
It's intriguing, yet I I knew somewhere something was leaking
Now I instinct delinquent
Bring settler frayed boogie bastard clicks
To bypass glass walking graph characters
Militant dance the sun and sip the filament
Tracer, vivisection is to lab rat
They try to these sacred lips with his maze or a dirty wine
He knew, he brewed the substance just to the lesser budgets
Then sought off all trickery bought off the public and screamed
Tunnel through the infested grillage and the rig
As fast a Aesop and his ten little fatigued fingers could dig trigger
Tip the goblet in the dirt review my words spit in the
Peace to struggle the fuck out and duck out

(yeah, check, huh, uh)

Now, all hail of the trash talk
(close to insanity)
I was hidden, yet I in just to rip the mask off
(close to insanity)
I'm seventy-six inches of all the purest
(close to insanity)
So y'all could dig me six feet deep my eyes would still be over
(close to insanity)

(It's that)