Luyện nghe bài hát Air Conditioning (Revisited)

the same song heard
and over
and and over
and over and
gotta tell me why the hell got a mars rover
much of arizona
still cant a
thing in
im
you dont solomon burke
or james did work
or the son of
ike beats
before he got wit tina
when times were
cats did six
horne at the appollo,
shows below 5 dollars
sax
dont be so
heard trumpets
can you jump it
off the atlantic
took the soul for
air stole the like a bandit

2

motown
put the soul to
chess put the up in that chest
sex

joe tex
in the of hip hop
get em out seats
fast cars and women
take em to the
the of money
taking down wit it
sayinno to
it up too quick
dark livin on a
sick lick
mutated, faded, now im feelin
hate i cant find it radar
cross fader over
caught in the
cant want cause it costs some dollars
and the air snatched the soul and we
i somebody planned it

3

please, please,
soul dont on trees
why a show
very few show
white
the front to the back row
we know what we know from the
jazz even a rap show
can be no black show
hot or not depends on the
james
in
few of us around
they dont even know
from another ass
bet cash
soul is dissapearin
sorry
they aint bob marley
get that back on tracks
up
dont always make them lyrics up
if the yall feelin, lemme hear you say yeah
you feel it in the air