Luyện nghe bài hát Boombox

Raw, I'm to give it to you
no trivia
Raw like that Aesop iron-fisted list militia
While bent bone grown community
Spit a thousand and 1 to cripple the continuity
Tap water builds
Right I irrigate it straight to
You want to do the Fine
These pretty profit grommet teams solidify the clot to slippery city salt piston pump
But hold those console with the Russian roulette baboon spin-off
Where everyday a thousand strangers for empty chambers
buckle
Five Sixths sweat bullets trying to keep it
But get you (I'm going to get you)
Wobbly rope
Broke inches tired of dry
But duck stepping-stones suit the mix-down well
Well, the rumor spreads 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
Does it ice you or is every song faceless?
Does it have a If didn't would you name it?
Does it babble nothing like a drunken atheist?
We could run Orwells '84 war
For the 1 on 1 z-tour
Till he try and fidgets with his or her own work specifics
Swerve around the kisses
See if the venom overloads vision
I'm going to suck the poison out and it
Stole my sneakers but features never fit in
Servers you right for to walk a mile outside your limits
I'm going to across this yo-yo string
Until you walk the dog out from under my feet and skip town, sit

(Chorus)
It boom boom boom

Earth to a-r vertical burden has increased at an rate
is down a point
Murder up, glee down and falling
crawling out of bed at 2 on Saturdays
Came this blind confessional
Ease back; let a heart echo normalcy for 10
Let the back boiling point descend
I the derby in the first heat (strike personal)
Strike personal space with the most putrid version of grace
the gimmick, sit and fidget
While we try and jump through
Like Coney Island show midgets
to be a fighter pilot
Driving that childish early brothers experiment
Prototypic model
Sit and bullets on a console
accidental dirt bike donuts
Outside the most poison tongue brain silo
before the chubby debutaunt conquered the high note
Schooled by the intention inventions pensive sideshow
See contrary to certainty
I alone advance without an earthly
And on a handful of zoning fans
Holding chance to own the land I roam
With dome in
be its only camper happy with the scrap heap
See I convinced myself on
it is and the melody settles
Beneath the fact that I'm spitting for these kids
I tried to get them all
And once I quit and said I care
Thats when they all threw their in the air

(Chorus)
It goes boom boom