Luyện nghe bài hát ANKH:HER

1]

A drunken ground for my
But if up was down 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! What I Ideaize
You see the brewing way up in the heaven
A statue mourn'em so I wake up to erect, damn
And the bed of women
Who came first with a head made of
the fast, break the mask on a egg-making mission
With visions
And the
I wish that I could inside jazz
As shekel magpie
standard
Scat over 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 like a set of keys
(My nigga, up?)

2]
May I die a hand that is not black
Lie down my crown Mike Brown dropped at
At the spot he was unchained
To pour liquor on it and watch a King grow the blood stains
hug him, I'm just here, I ain't here to judge him
I hear the jeers, the cheers, I'm
It's the day, judgement
(Ankh:hers)
For the sippers and the
Lift her by the like hangers
Pterodactyls, are damsels, in their fingers
Ambulance chasers bad chance ain't no for the bangers
Ash with a bad hand, for the danger
Bottom made of glass, shake ass for the strangers
I'm on the wrath the danglers, shaking my shaft
You bass to the anglers (hooked)
Drift to mausoleum, shackle my feet in
Hollerin' droppin' cosmopolitans on the scene
Xenophobian, hemoglobin soakin' on queens
Pale-face invaders to 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
dim sum steamed bamboo basket bun sets
A brisk run to keep the fresh
sweats on the radiator
Two shanks for the date and baby tapers
Clear the vision with the spit the aviators
Legit but quit because the lick promised them of paper
Will we the innovators?
Will we the imitators?
You are now set with eliminators
Life given
So now your lemons persimmon
Why you mixing different Spike it
Now the are slitting razors
(Ankh:hers)
The of red wine
Drunken box thieves bars to charge a dead mine
Iron Icarus, dip a bit, fly a Siamese chicken strips
Well-designed to from liftin' 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?)