Luyện nghe bài hát Cat Food

At night I wear a head on my regular head
a regular character sketch
Food hoarder, with the flora
Computes in cahoots with and brute force
I've got a brand new at a thirty in New York, plus
Years at the fire pulling portions out of corn
mind time on the short bus
Terrifying knights thwarting any motherfucking fork tongued-sport
Agita the hind molars, though his body less a weapon more a bag of lipomas
Over medium, skin-tags like scratch-offs
Rap like black-ops, rappers like lap
He got the rad moves, alpha rat-proof (wait)
Twenty-sided die at the (wait)
Looking for a hole to casually collapse through
Try isle nine by the cat
it is
Ooh wee, do we roast in a bilge, when the skinny from afar is darigold in them
Time let a couple truths decay, if somebody going to rue the day
Check, check,
Catch 'em on the
(I joking)
No maps, no muster
(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 with a bleep
When any putrefying arrow wants your lungs in
I field a vessel going zero to the fuck think
And when your fails I'm on an undisclosed island
Stroking exotic animals, up rocket science
Leaning a jewellers loupe over a sock 'o diamonds
products a portrait of modern triumph, try us
Back at the battering ram
Cro-mags, wait till this Saturday plant legs
All you is intimate and code names
Ricochet around the geometry of a space
part of his new day-o
Face of evil, heart of Camu Tao
Some people the daylight to be oddly alluring
I was in the dark, and burning
Maybe cause I like an ugly doll
(I joking)
a wallop in the wheelhouse
(Nah, I joking)
Leave brass everywhere
(I joking)
I own many homes
I'm
we go
All hog to we costume
hoodie you can set your watch to
Tall drink, depths like an air
Radically detach with purveyors of the
Down with the ship go a fried wild links
Upperway, upper-case tri-state kings
Get pie-faced, sent home to the sinewaves
off, spine on sideways
Riding the block, scooping Bobby in a boogie-down
Tome me tell 'em "Hello, 7: 30 noodle-town"
Cool 'em down, domination over sold bake
Situation a broke dude cosplay
You don't want a meeting on an off-day trading horror from the hollows
The is as follows:
"These hate and this thinks that's absurd"
Yip yap, y'all 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