Luyện nghe bài hát Arrival (The Baby Farmer)

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

arrived
With the of a new born
Came to join the main event and against the luke warm
With nothing but they and they history
Take a can of and try to decorate their dignity
not what they anticipated
But, fuck, it matter. Put your fists up and instigate it
And they save the planet
Or the children or the
Or themselves god it

I'm just a man loved rap
So in fact
I put every of myself inside these fucking tracks
What is that, you whisper something from the
You think your attacks
up for what you lack?
I'm a cat searching for a clean lap
To in a world hurting, waiting for they turn to take a nap
Sorting bills, fan mail and life threats
Wonderin why the postman ain't delivered my yet
They call me Sean, is Anthony
No to act hard cause we got extended family
So I smile while I try to use my words
Say I meant just in case this is your first time
Via? child of the tired
Smilin' like a couple of fools that the hired
Can't wait for the vibrate to
So we can the world tip side. WAIT!
Even the deads gettin
It's a little deeper, you can float, on baby dive!
To fall in love this bitch
From the on her flower to the pimples on her tits
Fuck the insults. And fuck the
wanna see the mommy free the honesty and common sense
Stop followin the win that you
Cause it's too simple to aim for a sittin on a fence
We do it for the in the sky
Here's a toast goes out to who can't handle their high
You and I, we can swim into the
And watch these other children lose they
(I'm tired!)
(they've arrived)
And landed safe and sound
try to take 'em out before they make ya saviors proud
So fix beef, quit actin' like a sheep
Either your 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 baby farmers gonna 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 keep my prize on the
But people wanna see you fly all to the sky fall
to blame for your lack of conviction
I drafted, I asked for the mission
Put name on the list at the bottom on an empty line
And hope in sight for what ever gave you the right to question mine
The night prowler, gonna crawl past all the rap
You can put that on your dollar
up, it's bigger than a pay stub
There's the door, get cho money, go wash off make-up
(they arrived)

And they don't need lovin
If you wanna give it, keep it
Doesn't really nothin'
gonna it 'til it stops breathin'
No need to even try to reason with em they're not