Luyện nghe bài hát Unemployed Black Astronaut

It's the resurgence of the black rappers
But now African medallions are handicap
And alphabetized in the modernized retro
And my press are wallet-size
My low
Why you shape me
I'm fleshy putty
In a salad bowl dill dressing
In simulated urban field
Dressing
by a sexy bunny
Straight out of a show
sever the ring finger of the lead singer
And stir a fresh
Of the bitch's brew bee stingers
But Leimert's though
home of the black speed-reader
Perplexed our stretch
To suggest that I'm
But the bird is low
Which means I'm
To the we travel the country in wooden spaceships
On the phone at the booking agents
I words and I pilfer the country with the underground's who's who
But I feel I've been sodomized with a billiard's pool cue

I am the black astronaut
To walk the moon
From my air
Pound my beliefs into the shape
put them sound asleep in a fireplace

It's the return of the unpopular dope
Who to holes in the sky
up rope ladders
And will sell you a silver soaked in laughter
Because you've been
Out of ears leaks soap lather
Why don't you me
I'm Buckaroo
I don't what to do
I'm the guy
I touch crews Krush Groove on DVD
And I got my start songs with CVE
But now like:
Villain who? Project what?
Persona non
No wristband for the popsicle man
He's a wad of hot
Drip on your clipped glands
Won't squander top
Twists strands to enrich
But not a lot of offers
They give grands to bands
I water
For the ADD D&D players
And we got
So we formed a
And you me through random sightings and file sharing
And you tell me songwriting's like childbearing
No not
It's
Elfin culprits watch their egos melt in pits

Oh my
Sorry I left my acceptance
In the back of the car
And I the Hollywood ending
Fluxed the picture screen
Made it so the black guy doesn't die by the opening

It's the of the cathartic writer
And the label's who couldn't a Lifer
I've been outsold and my style's old and
spark a lighter to the carpet fiber
Because I'm not a name
I'm a tax
I signed a deal no exit clause
My like Mrs. Santa Claus during menopause
So I'm banging on padded
Because I'm to make hits
But I keep pop flies
I eat out anymore
I thaw out chicken pot
But I to be on the list of the top five
Fresh hip-hop