Luyện nghe bài hát Bent

I've down this corridor -
Before you enter you to bring
Back the creator of damn,
Too late I'm spoiled, I the napalm
I got it, I shot it in my sector,
Blew up the device on the reactor.
Time shifted I had to remold the
The for creation - mate's blend
The pleasure dome another roam -
A walk stalked nightly by the
rarely sober. but there's no tracin
I see the place in the flow. I'm dawn,
No I'm not in the lawn pawns -
rest, never possessed stagnate magnets.
I never pulled slits wit no braille skilled eyes -
Balls eyesockets. I'm currently current
of electricity; they can't get wit me
Invisible to the half - way reality part limbo.
A nervous while ya climbin through windows,
Never ho's on merry-go-rounds,
Be the ground level for ghouls, of fish,
Victims on a hit list me like on a pratt -
Tackle patt patterns addin in seasonings, flavor.
No false for beef, catapulting fingers to light
Switches so you can see the real, I the tension
My sight - I'm bent.

Second I'm the star in a step show
corners, the coroner's office;
Where my rep grows. I'm on sort of drug
Like the president, evident that I'm noid,
A bit of pizza - the riddle gets deeper.
I'm lookin for outs n ins, isotonas,
The gloves, the begins three jabs on a transport
It's a sport for me to another life on landing,
Branding wit a prattle designed by god.
my job to resign frauds,
The odd is against you got a in me,
So I know I flow, credentials are essential -
It's blasphemy the of shit they be askin me.
I don't the vibe, abstract art the veal
Doesn't heal this deprived from a plummet.
Swinging on a with the bullet.
I never pull out for suspense - I'm on a mission.

Jack couldn't take it no deeper -
I'm a resident in jones micro-locker
Holds the phone, at the mouth:
Mad dog, a taste, had hog I'm droppin
The scrooge, fools hit the log - axe it.
I it beneath where the cowards hope
Trembled see if you can find the lost
through measures in bars - I'm bent.