Luyện nghe bài hát THORNS & HORNS

[Verse 1: Lupe
my lips, clarinet, talk that walk, pair of steps
Two shots, parachutes, two drops, pair of
New drops, wearin' roofs, bloom, bearin' fruits
Full moon put the where in wolves', put it in the air and shoot
Heirlooms that's what I leave, heirlooms how I weave
They don't care to you and that's to you, this what I breathe
I'm the heir from a pair of parents
me that sharin's carin' so I spread the bread out
That's I need
To get in heaven that's I bleed, get in hell when I breathe...
Get it? Inhale, I breathe
Maybe you'll get it when I breathe, there's to this shit
And there's devils on the level of this
We all ball even the devil pitch
You fly so red bull and a fish
You can that, that's complimentary
True story,
Ninja Turtle, sewer
Though West Side

I'm just riding around crown of thorns on my head
till I'm dead, yeah
Show respect (x5)
(Bow down to the nigga with the on his head)
(Everything red)
(Show no (x5)

2: Ab-Soul]
I'm King James a blunt lit, my name ring like a phone call
It's only right that you meet defeat, I that's protocol
Soulo ho, oh God, Lord like you never said yes
Success, I'm on the verge-in, like I had sex
You upset as breasts, but don't stress, it looks good on you
He couldn't get it understood, so I on him
and liquor, in my belly, of the beast but you knew already
I to complain until planes I flew already
Now I'm ready, amen, like one guy I'm so
Let's say tons, that's blasphemy, with guns, keep your machete
mind, fuck the world, that's an orgy with an OG
Ironically, when you're high as me you, won't need floor
This flow here for King Rich I stop 'till my team's richer
Mind, body and spirit on top of the dollar,
My optimism is why I'm in this
You pray, I prey, it's just that I'm a lion bitin' his

[Verse 3: Fiasco]
Pay homage, I ain't gotta plan it to play with
Save your comments, trigger finger make you
Egghead just makin' omelets to move the chickens Reaganomics
This world so damn ugly I won't put on it, just bein' honest
Keys on us like dope dealers, open for the lost souls
Ring on keys like Swizz Beatz, to make sure a nigga never those
get locked out, we janitors with the mops out
Clean house, I to wanna be the GOAT but I'm the Ox now
Rap like I went to Oxford with bastards, Glocks on 'em
Red and blue, now the cops on 'em, ayy
Hell yeah, you, with dots on him, infraredin' you
like Inspectah Deck, protect your neck from Lu
Cause we the of the night!
Of the dead lookin' for some light
I got some up in my Sprite
I call it the Juice, Lu, what would Jesus do? Whoo!