Luyện nghe bài hát Cat Food

At night I wear a wolf's on my regular head
a regular character sketch
Food hoarder, communes with the
Computes in cahoots with beauty and force
I've got a new normal at a thirty in New York, plus
Years at the pulling portions out of corn husks
Never mind on the short bus
Terrifying errant knights thwarting any motherfucking fork
Agita flashing the hind molars, though his body less a weapon a bag of lipomas
Over medium, treat skin-tags scratch-offs
Rap black-ops, rappers like lap dogs
He got the rad moves, alpha rat-proof (wait)
Twenty-sided die at the (wait)
Looking for a black to casually collapse through
Try nine by the cat food
it is
Ooh wee, do we roast in a bilge, when the skinny from afar is darigold in hills
Time better let a couple truths decay, if going to rue the day
Check, check,
Catch 'em on the
(I joking)
No maps, no point
(Nah, I joking)
I put a pebble on a
(I joking)
Makin tub meth
I'm
we go
The whip got a and teeth
Too tough, two blood-shot eyes a Tungston bleep
When any putrefying arrow wants lungs in reach
I field a vessel going zero to the y'all think
And your function fails I'm on an undisclosed island
Stroking exotic animals, up rocket science
Leaning a loupe over a stolen sock 'o diamonds
Palm-made a portrait of modern triumph, try us
Back at the battering ram
Cro-mags, wait till this Saturday plant legs
All you hear is intimate and names
Ricochet around the geometry of a space
Unfrozen part of his new
of divine evil, heart of Camu Tao
Some find the daylight to be oddly alluring
I was in the dark, dodging and
Maybe I look like an ugly doll
(I joking)
Pack a wallop in the
(Nah, I joking)
Leave tacks everywhere
(I joking)
I own many many
I'm
we go
All hog to we know
hoodie you can set your watch to
Tall drink, depths like an air
Radically detach with of the hair-brain
Down with the ship go a fried wild links
Upperway, tri-state style kings
Get pie-faced, home tied to the sinewaves
Lights off, spine on
Riding the block, scooping Bobby in a boogie-down
told me tell 'em "Hello, 7: 30 noodle-town"
Cool 'em down, domination over sold bake
Situation commanding a dude cosplay
You don't want a meeting on an off-day trading stories from the hollows
The is as follows:
"These those and this thinks that's absurd"
Yip yap, cats and birds
Meow meow meow meow
(I joking)
rubes on the radio
(Nah, I joking)
Uh, suckers never me
(I joking)
I found Jimmy body
I'm
we go