Luyện nghe bài hát Arrival (The Baby Farmer)

"I'm not supposed to talk about this.....but..."

they've
the excitment of a new born
Came to the main event and fight against the luke warm
With but they word and they history
Take a can of and try to decorate their dignity
It's not what anticipated
But, fuck, it doesn't matter. Put your fists up and it
And they can't save the
Or the or the bandits
Or themselves god it

I'm just a man loved rap
So much in
I put every piece of inside these fucking tracks
What is that, you whisper something from the
You think your attacks
up for what you lack?
I'm just a cat searching for a lap
To crash in a hurting, waiting for they turn to take a nap
Sorting through bills, fan mail and threats
Wonderin why the ain't delivered my wife yet
They call me Sean, this is
No need to act hard cause we got extended
So I smile I try to use my words wise
Say what I meant just in case this is first time
Via? child of the wings
Smilin' like a couple of that the queen hired
Can't wait for the to thicken
So we can watch the tip side. WAIT!
the deads gettin live
It's a deeper, you can float, come on baby dive!
To fall in with this bitch
From the on her flower to the pimples on her tits
the insults. And fuck the compliments
Just wanna see the mommy free the honesty and sense
Stop followin the win you swallow
Cause it's too simple to aim for a target sittin on a
We do it for the in the sky
Here's a toast goes out to those who can't handle their
You and I, we can into the tide
And watch these other children they mind
(I'm tired!)
(they've arrived)
And they safe and sound
try to take 'em out before they make ya saviors proud
So fix beef, quit actin' like a sheep
Either spit speak or sit there and git your teeth
To spread the info to the kin
Fuckin with the climate on the inside of the
They're here, the farmers gonna take it farther
Make a mark and break apart your fake
planted firm, let the burn
the terms, you don't wanna open up this can of worms
I'm to keep my prize on the eyeball
But wanna see you fly all to watch the sky fall
Who's to blame for lack of conviction
I wasn't drafted, I for the mission
Put your name on the list at the bottom on an empty
And hope in plain sight for what ever gave you the to question mine
The prowler, gonna crawl past all the rap politics
You can put that on your dollar
Wake up, bigger than a pay stub
There's the door, get cho money, go wash off make-up
(they arrived)

And they don't your lovin
If you don't give it, keep it
Doesn't really mean
gonna beat it it stops breathin'
No to even try to reason with em they're not leavin'