Luyện nghe bài hát Arrival (The Baby Farmer)

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

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

I'm just a man loved rap
So in fact
I put every piece of myself inside these tracks
What is that, you whisper something from the
You think personal attacks
up for what you lack?
I'm just a cat searching for a lap
To crash in a world hurting, waiting for they turn to a nap
Sorting through bills, fan 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 wise
Say what I just in case this is your first time
child of the wings tired
Smilin' like a of fools that the queen hired
Can't wait for the vibrate to
So we can watch the tip side. WAIT!
Even the deads live
a little deeper, you can float, come on baby dive!
To fall in with this bitch
the petals on her flower to the pimples on her tits
Fuck the insults. And fuck the
Just wanna see the mommy the honesty and common sense
Stop followin the win that you
it's too simple to aim for a target sittin on a fence
We do it for the in the sky
Here's a toast goes out to those who can't their high
You and I, we can into the tide
And watch these children lose they mind
(I'm tired!)
(they've arrived)
And they safe and sound
Better try to take 'em out before they make ya saviors
So fix your beef, actin' like a sheep
Either your speak or sit there and git your teeth
To the info to the kin folk
Fuckin the climate on the inside of the windows
here, the baby farmers gonna take it farther
Make a mark and break apart fake martyrs
firm, let the planet burn
Understand the terms, you don't open up this can of worms
I'm tryin to my prize on the eyeball
But people wanna see you fly all to watch the sky
Who's to blame for lack of conviction
I drafted, I asked for the mission
Put your on the list at the bottom on an empty line
And hope in plain sight for what ever gave you the right to question
The night prowler, gonna crawl all the rap politics
You can put on your last dollar
Wake up, it's bigger a pay stub
the door, get cho money, go wash off your make-up
(they arrived)

And they don't need your
If you don't wanna give it, it
Doesn't mean nothin'
gonna beat it 'til it breathin'
No need to even try to reason em they're not leavin'