Luyện nghe bài hát ANKH:HER

1]

A ground for my niggas
But if up was down for the liquor?
Then in something stiffer
Filter mud from the on blood
just milk a tub out my hand vein
Ivy league, I receive, vibes
a dream! What I mean? Ideaize
You see the brewing way up in the heaven
A statue wouldn't mourn'em so I up to erect, damn
And the bed made of
Who came first with a head of chickens?
Break the fast, the mask on a egg-making mission
X-rated visions
And the
I wish I could live inside jazz
As shekel magpie
Note-blowing
Scat improvised ragtime
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 a set of keys
(My nigga, up?)

2]
May I die a hand that is not black
Lie down my where Mike Brown dropped at
At the spot where he was
To liquor on it and watch a King grow from the blood stains
Then hug him, I'm just here, I ain't here to him
I the jeers, the cheers, I'm adjusted
It's the day, judgement
(Ankh:hers)
For the sippers and the
Lift her by the shoulders hangers
Pterodactyls, there are damsels, in their
Ambulance bad chance ain't no mash for the bangers
Ash a bad hand, cash for the danger
Bottom made of glass, shake that ass for the
I'm on the with the danglers, shaking my shaft
You just bass to the (hooked)
Drift to mausoleum, shackle my feet in
Hollerin' droppin' on the crime scene
Xenophobian, hemoglobin on white queens
Pale-face to foreign devils 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 a set of keys
(My nigga, up?)

3]
Has the moon killed the sun
Over dim sum steamed basket bun sets
A brisk run to the lungs fresh
Hung on the radiator
Two shanks for the date rapers and baby
Clear the with the spit inside the aviators
Legit but quit the lick promised them pits of paper
Will we eliminate the
we commemorate the imitators?
You are now set tripping eliminators
Life given
So now your lemons persimmon
Why you different neighbors? Spike it
Now the are slitting razors
(Ankh:hers)
The of red wine
Drunken box thieves fighting to charge a dead mine
wing Icarus, dip a bit, fly a Siamese chicken strips
Well-designed to keep from shit

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