Luyện nghe bài hát ANKH:HER

1]

A ground for my niggas
But what if up was for the liquor?
Then pour in something
Filter mud from the champagne on
Might just milk a tub out my vein
Ivy league, I receive, vibes
What a dream! I mean? Ideaize
You see the storm way up in the heaven
A statue wouldn't mourn'em so I up to erect, damn
And the bed of women
Who came first with a head made of
Break the fast, the mask on a egg-making mission
With visions
And the
I wish that I could live inside
As hecklers shekel
standard
Scat over improvised
Red magic, rabbit, energize me back (???)

me or let it be
(My nigga, up?)
Tether me or me
(My nigga, up?)
Definitely set me free
(My nigga, up?)
But you look like a set of
(My nigga, up?)

2]
May I die from a hand that is not
Lie down my crown Mike Brown dropped at
At the spot he was unchained
To pour on it and watch a King grow from the blood stains
hug him, I'm just here, I ain't here to judge him
I the jeers, the cheers, I'm adjusted
the day, it's judgement
(Ankh:hers)
For the sippers and the
Lift her by the like hangers
Pterodactyls, there are damsels, in their
Ambulance chasers bad chance ain't no for the bangers
Ash with a bad hand, cash for the
Bottom made of glass, shake that ass for the
I'm on the wrath with the danglers, shaking my
You just bass to the (hooked)
Drift to mausoleum, my feet in 1919
droppin' cosmopolitans on the crime scene
Xenophobian, soakin' on white queens
Pale-face invaders to foreign and gaijin

me or let it be
(My nigga, up?)
Tether me or me
(My nigga, up?)
won't set me free
(My nigga, up?)
But you look like a set of
(My nigga, up?)

3]
Has the killed the sun yet?
dim sum steamed bamboo basket bun sets
A brisk run to the lungs fresh
Hung on the radiator
Two shanks for the date and baby tapers
Clear the vision with the spit inside the
Legit but quit because the lick them pits of paper
Will we eliminate the
Will we the imitators?
You are now set with eliminators
given persimmons
So now your persimmon flavored
Why you mixing different neighbors? it
Now the are slitting razors
(Ankh:hers)
The benefits of red
Drunken box thieves fighting bars to a dead mine
Iron wing Icarus, dip a bit, fly a Siamese chicken
Well-designed to from liftin' shit

me or let it be
(My nigga, up?)
me or sever me
(My nigga, up?)
won't set me free
(My nigga, up?)
But you look like a set of
(My nigga, up?)