Luyện nghe bài hát Troubled Waters

[Verse
You replicas overlooking the guidelines of
Miserable attempts result in miserable
Paragon pen tactician on freeform
a comfortable silence try to combat cliques
That unexpected Sephotus cyclone
Worked up you're shooken, jetted to the
I this vagabond wondering menstrual forms of phobia
Worst fear the stricken muted
The roots of all evil rooted pinnacle
Poised with pride to break your stride, forsaken
Agony rides inside the wretched condition
My intuition felt you up
You alone what are you aiming for?
Or do you sus tries to your genus, distorted fetus
Evolve, unsolved, you lack the malediction
Malleable martyrs get molded, folded under pressure
Thou perceives a slaughter
Bridge troubled water drown, sound study intensive
My square two erasing lines like tetris
Relentless agent hush horrendous circles on my
Two sticks to burn the lie adjacent to my placement
On the game board, lunge and wind-up impaled by the same sword
Choose your weapon, stains upon your flag
Taturag shielding the exterior
Stall face to face with a forms that force downfall
Admittedly suspicious, a decadence, your on hiatus
Permanent, and choked upon the potency
The parrow be the penetrating pierce the insides
Why the cold sweats at Why the dim light?
Why are we staring at a true from the
Why the pen slide vigor on a put down?
Like while I put my foot stomp your city
A-E-S-O-P scoping through the bur, opening minds the smirks

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I've seen misery, I've seen disgust dust ruins
Iron clad oracle test COM unit disperse silently
Over confidence to irony
Plot full hardy Icarus shifted in facets of my form
Forbidden aspects of the swarm a thorn upon your
A storm upon the rise, Adam, I or crush come brush the red zone
Crook you're you started poorly
Your powers parted pace uncharted
Disoriented malicious god burn your bridges
This craft first drafts
Graphs, gritted of nemesis perimeter
Hunting by night compute, one mic salute
One life polluted, concerned moans
From the nine of Donnie's hell burn you in your slumber
Sleepwalk then pulled now
Whipping through the willows is the warden of garden
Slipping through the silhouetted skylines Aesop sidewinds
Don't wind up war painted into the jungle the solution's not
The institution broke your main frame
I pose the question, are these waiting games worth it or
While I comb the crowd for clues your hands be my purpose
Our planet is the point
In which this network slowly turns to filter
We out-box the bewildered by the wilderness
My clench is frantic clutch manners falling through
Touch fools that duel with a
The tried to triple six me but he missed me
Intervene; emcees appear as red blips on my color radar