Luyện nghe bài hát Boombox

Raw, I'm to give it to you
With no
Raw like that Aesop iron-fisted list militia
While bent bone grown community
a thousand and 1 ripples to cripple the continuity
Tap builds character
Right I irrigate it to mainline
You want to do the same?
These pretty profit grommet teams solidify the clot to slippery city salt pump drain
But hold incredible console with the Russian roulette baboon spin-off
everyday a thousand strangers pray for empty chambers
One-sixth
Five Sixths sweat trying to keep it subtle
But I'll get you (I'm to get you)
rope bridge
Broke inches tired of dry
But duck skull stepping-stones suit the well
Well, when the rumor that y'all stupid
I'll be the cat with guilty look on face and shirt that I didn't do it!
Is it on, is it beyond
it ice grill you or is every song faceless?
Does it have a title? If would you name it?
Does it babble about nothing like a drunken
We could run that '84 war
For the room 1 on 1
Till he try and fidgets with his or her own spear specifics
Swerve around the cobra
See if the overloads this vision
I'm going to the poison out and spit it
my sneakers but your features never fit in
Servers you right for trying to walk a mile outside limits
I'm to tiptoe across this yo-yo string
Until you walk the dog out from my feet and skip town, sit down

(Chorus)
It goes boom boom

Earth to a-r burden has increased at an alarming rate
Bliss is down a
Murder up, glee and still falling
Still crawling out of bed at 2 on
Came this soldier-burning confessional
Ease back; let a heart echo normalcy for 10
Let the back boiling point descend
I race the derby in the first (strike personal)
Strike personal space the most utterly putrid version of grace
the gimmick, sit and fidget
While we try and jump through
Like Coney Island freak midgets
to be a fighter pilot
Driving that childish early Wright experiment
model fossil
Sit and sweat bullets on a
Busting accidental bike donuts
Outside the most poison tongue brain silo
Dead before the chubby debutaunt conquered the high
by the cruel intention inventions pensive sideshow
See contrary to certainty
I alone advance without an earthly
And dance on a of zoning fans
Holding chance to own the land I roam
dome in hands
Truly be its camper happy with the scrap heap
See I myself it's on
Therefore it is and the melody
Beneath the fact I'm just spitting for these kids
I tried to get them all
And once I quit and said I care
Thats when all threw their hands in the air

(Chorus)
It goes boom boom