Luyện nghe bài hát 1,000 Deaths

Verse

I saw the cross and murder circle above my turret
Slither banister down a hide
My ruby glass glazed specs staple to the market thieves
Where vendors cop the stolen out they pyramids
Merry without a slapstick mavericks plugged directly to 3rd surges
Piss on electric through city commuter circuits
Oooh child, oddity, son of a circus side show freak
Pertinent to the slide show, the leak but I won't speak
projection hung thicken the air
Punching is plastics upon whiffing the nasal cringes
Pucker another lapse while 60 stars collapse the suckers
And I'm reborn every time the wine back to water, my god
Sweet Christ crucify me with road spikes
Use my skull to bash them all in, sit and grin, weave
All fair the most communication's pageant
Where sitting with a stranger and awards the badges
I spell Marry with my name on my heritage
Incinerate arrogant to feed my cherished wind
Buried in leagues a please, thank you, pardon, me
Your welcome, may I? ohh, I'd to nod but no you may not
Let's take a deep breath, naw let's a breath
Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I guess that says it
Maybe I'll craft the canoe and paddle upstream
Where the luck seems to precious lovely interventions

I have died a deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your overboard
I mean I'm one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to the sea then let it bleed

I have a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
For down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion
And if the masses agreed to split the sea then let it bleed

Two:

You ever died a deaths? I have
And in the morrow stood a thousand steps from where my nourish
And made a at, nomad, I roam in a social coma
Jones and alone days sink how my poems I
Dig in the I bring up the earth like pulley systems
Thereby painting the perfect metaphor for hung
Strung along a song of spawning of fury
Numb the before he recognized this worries me
by my spearheading fink-eye beretta
Walk my line, now what? Now strut little poison combine
Y'all call natural, in honesty me twenty thousand salami links
And dive and finding my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit
Lack of most lords aboard, heroes heroes unbrung rewards
Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy
Like park children dutching ropes in burning city summers
My wing span can and will employ full
Unfolding while lamping at home with my hands spanning for
them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes
All y'all saw was Rock holding an empty book of matches
I'll sit until the spilling motors clear
Maybe I'll sit and stroke my billie goat
And rethink the time angels appear, I won't
Bundled in my little plummet
enough to die those thousand deaths under the sun it makes me sick

I died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies
I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to the sea then let it bleed

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for and theirs
For breaking down their ropes, and stairs
I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it

I have a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one of a diversion
And if the masses agreed to split the sea then let it bleed

I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for and theirs
For down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it