Luyện nghe bài hát Cat Food

At night I wear a wolf's head on my regular
Considering a regular character
Food hoarder, communes the flora
Computes in cahoots with beauty and force
I've got a brand new normal at a thirty in New York,
Years at the fire pulling out of corn husks
Never time on the short bus
Terrifying knights thwarting any motherfucking fork tongued-sport
Agita flashing the hind molars, though his body less a more a bag of lipomas
Over medium, treat like scratch-offs
Rap black-ops, rappers like lap dogs
He got the rad moves, catty rat-proof (wait)
Twenty-sided die at the (wait)
Looking for a black hole to collapse through
Try isle 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,
'em on the lamb
(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 tongue and
Too tough, two blood-shot eyes a Tungston bleep
any putrefying arrow wants your lungs in reach
I field a vessel going zero to the fuck y'all
And when your function I'm on an undisclosed island
Stroking exotic animals, up rocket science
Leaning a jewellers loupe over a stolen 'o diamonds
Palm-made a portrait of modern triumph, try us
Back at the battering ram
Cro-mags, wait till this Saturday grow legs
All you is intimate and code names
Ricochet the geometry of a closed space
part of his new day-o
Face of divine evil, heart of Tao
people find the daylight to be oddly alluring
I was in the dark, dodging and
Maybe cause I look an ugly doll
(I joking)
Pack a in the wheelhouse
(Nah, I joking)
Leave brass tacks
(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 dozen wild links
Upperway, upper-case tri-state style
Get pie-faced, sent 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, global domination over bake
Situation commanding a broke dude
You want a meeting on an off-day trading horror stories from the hollows
The is as follows:
"These hate and this thinks that's absurd"
Yip yap, cats and birds
Meow meow meow meow
(I joking)
Talking on the radio
(Nah, I joking)
Uh, never play me
(I joking)
I found Jimmy Hoffa's
I'm
we go