Luyện nghe bài hát Arrival (The Baby Farmer)

"I'm not really 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 they
But, fuck, it doesn't matter. Put your fists up and it
And can't 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 piece of myself inside these tracks
What is that, you something from the back?
You think personal attacks
Make up for what you
I'm just a cat for a clean lap
To crash in a 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, this is
No need to act hard cause we got family
So I smile while I try to use my words
Say what I meant just in case this is first time
child of the wings tired
Smilin' like a couple of fools that the queen
Can't wait for the to thicken
So we can watch the tip side. WAIT!
the deads gettin live
It's a little deeper, you can float, on baby dive!
To fall in love this bitch
From the petals on her flower to the on her tits
the insults. And fuck the compliments
Just wanna see the mommy free the honesty and common
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
a toast goes out to those who can't handle their high
You and I, we can swim the tide
And watch these other lose they mind
(I'm tired!)
(they've arrived)
And they landed and sound
Better try to take 'em out before they ya saviors proud
So fix your beef, quit actin' like a
Either spit your speak or sit there and git your
To spread the to the kin folk
Fuckin with the climate on the inside of the
They're here, the baby gonna take it farther
Make a mark and break apart fake martyrs
firm, let the planet burn
Understand the terms, you don't wanna open up can of worms
I'm tryin to keep my prize on the
But people wanna see you fly all to the sky fall
Who's to blame for lack of conviction
I drafted, I asked for the mission
Put your name on the at the bottom on an empty line
And hope in plain for what ever gave you the right to question mine
The night prowler, gonna crawl all the rap politics
You can put that on your last
up, it's bigger than a pay stub
There's the door, get cho money, go wash off make-up
(they arrived)

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