Luyện nghe bài hát ANKH:HER

1]

A drunken ground for my
But if up was down for the liquor?
pour in something stiffer
Filter mud from the on blood
Might milk a tub out my hand vein
Ivy league, I receive, Irie
What a dream! I mean? Ideaize
You see the storm brewing way up in the
A statue wouldn't so I wake up to erect, damn
And the bed of women
Who came first with a head made of
Break the fast, break the on a egg-making mission
With X-rated
And the
I wish that I live inside jazz
As shekel magpie
Note-blowing
over improvised ragtime
Red magic, dead rabbit, 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 like a set of keys
(My nigga, up?)

2]
May I die from a hand is not black
Lie down my crown Mike Brown dropped at
At the where he was unchained
To pour liquor on it and a King grow from the blood stains
Then hug him, I'm 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 and the drinkers
her by the shoulders like hangers
Pterodactyls, there are damsels, in fingers
Ambulance chasers bad ain't no mash for the bangers
Ash a bad hand, cash for the danger
Bottom made of glass, shake ass for the strangers
I'm on the wrath the danglers, shaking my shaft
You just bass to the (hooked)
Drift to mausoleum, shackle my in 1919
droppin' cosmopolitans on the crime scene
Xenophobian, hemoglobin soakin' on 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 like 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 keep the fresh
Hung on the radiator
Two shanks for the date rapers and baby
Clear the vision the spit inside the aviators
Legit but quit because the lick them pits of paper
Will we the innovators?
Will we the imitators?
You are now set with eliminators
Life given
So now your persimmon flavored
Why you different neighbors? Spike it
Now the wrists are razors
(Ankh:hers)
The benefits of red
Drunken box thieves fighting to charge a dead mine
Iron wing Icarus, dip a bit, fly a Siamese chicken
Well-designed to keep from shit

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