Luyện nghe bài hát Arrival (The Baby Farmer)

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

they've
With the of a new born
Came to join the main and fight against the luke warm
With nothing but they word and history
Take a can of paint and try to decorate their
It's not they anticipated
But, fuck, it doesn't matter. Put your fists up and it
And they can't save the
Or the children or the
Or god damn it

I'm a man that loved rap
So much in
I put every piece of myself these fucking tracks
What is that, you whisper from the back?
You think your personal
Make up for what you
I'm a cat searching for a clean lap
To crash in a world hurting, waiting for they turn to a nap
through bills, fan mail and life threats
Wonderin why the postman ain't delivered my yet
They me Sean, this is Anthony
No need to act hard we got extended family
So I smile while I try to use my words
Say what I meant just in case this is first time
Via? of the wings tired
Smilin' like a couple of that the queen hired
Can't for the vibrate to thicken
So we can the world tip side. WAIT!
Even the deads live
It's a little deeper, you can float, on baby dive!
To fall in love with bitch
From the petals on her 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 that you
Cause it's too to aim for a target sittin on a fence
We do it for the in the sky
a toast goes out to those who can't handle their high
You and I, we can swim the tide
And these other children lose they mind
(I'm tired!)
(they've arrived)
And they landed and sound
Better try to 'em out before they make ya saviors proud
So fix your beef, quit actin' a sheep
Either spit your speak or sit and git your teeth
To the info to the kin folk
Fuckin with the climate on the inside of the
They're here, the farmers gonna take it farther
a mark and break apart your fake martyrs
planted firm, let the burn
Understand the terms, you don't wanna up this can of worms
I'm tryin to my prize on the eyeball
But wanna see you fly all to watch the sky fall
Who's to for your lack of conviction
I wasn't drafted, I asked for the
Put your name on the list at the on an empty line
And hope in plain sight for what ever you the right to question mine
The night prowler, gonna past all the rap politics
You can put that on your dollar
Wake up, it's than a pay stub
There's the door, get cho money, go wash off make-up
(they arrived)

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