Luyện nghe bài hát Commencement at the Obedience Academy

Verse

The harvest appeared less than last season
I imagine sloppy seed handling evoked a stroke of tardy
And the crops we'd have harvested mid
Only brushed the blossom then soon sacrificed
Lives to jackets when the frost hit
I sunk to find the warmth the mosses
Where the planted tunnel pass after the have run their courses
But alas, the portraits of frosted corpses tortured in the grass
Off of distorts or the one tall glass and nauseous
And I'm asking you, why's this spy supply in strangers
When they know atop the food chains I could biters for acres
Now be gracious, these minstrels a bully's psycho civil
By dissolving the coated image down to the pixels
bringing the self-stop freedom brigade investors
And the studies connecting one hit with dust collectors
it down, and it's down beneath your sappy sing-alongs
So stick it down, we'll let Dante decide which ring I'm on
Nova, the elders took positions and advance
Parts playing a scheme the rain in my canteen now I'm like
Point: I guess I spare a splash for a couple of heads
Counterpoint: During my famine I got broke your bread
Well of intrigue, yes, yes, let me fed sit for a bit
These 'tensils need soaking before I hand out
"Shut the fuck up" drama like Kabuki a heart of dirt
Skull cross bones hence my birth it hurts

Must not sleep must others
Trust blocks creep where the dust hovers
I milk my habitat for almost everything I
Sometimes I take it all and still feel this pitfall in my gut
And I'm like not sleep must warn others
Trust creep where the dust storm hovers
I'm to walk on top of sunshine
But it's ridiculous at times that's why I tore 'em this warning

Two:

Wanting the glory of our advance fire ants to water
Free masons debasing on pins and needles
Pupil turned pedagogue benediction to my
Beam in a bottle rockets off the golden mezzanine
I pluck the pedals off a classic rose one at a time
Gripping the stem and right invite the to dig up in my lifeline
A metaphor for nighttime, up the slight cost of exhaustion
To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you're a
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling coal my earthworm soul
Borough up through the with bloody digit lick my knuckles clean
Noting the corporate clusters holding hands 'round the of the damned
And what's your poison? Starlight and her with a nicotine chaser
Sip it savor the taste then sit and dream later
The ollage pay their back upon they hinges miles
Across the glassy eye window of one less to by
Now I'm six foot four with a sick flow walk up to recline
With no free time, the alarm at nine
My daytime's on some, yes sir, sir, right away sir
Sir do you mind if I sir oh you do? Well excuse me sir fuck you
I breathe slow, I'm running with these amalgams
Painting casket careers to pierce gunning with classic albums
Security's the javelin, catch it;
Clocked in at seven six and haven't out ever since

Must not sleep warn others
Trust creep where the dust storm hovers
I milk my habitat for almost everything I
Sometimes I take it all and still can't this pitfall in my gut
And I'm like must not sleep must warn
Trust blocks creep where the dust hovers
I'm trying to on top of sunshine
But it's ridiculous at times that's why I tore 'em with warning