Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Del Song; Operator

(Scratching, dialogue)
I seek souls like
so my mind finds peace
and then a
could devour
my powers
from of this holocaust.
be hopeful,
never all is lost
in my sector,

slidin',
collidin' with my
so I while they threaten me,
me -
well I'm mild,
the makes me gnarly,
but an not hardly.
I deal it.
I a bit
the weather,
I need to my pieces back together.
Fallin' apart, stallin' a of sincerity
since there be another stoplight
and its not
so I might go of this brain
of
maintain a line that has been
the tempest.
I'm looking to my interests.
I never tried to post or tried to

so why do I got to
single day it seems the way of the world is rougher.
And then you why I love to hallucinate,
because I never ever I would get used to hate.
So I imbedded my time my mind,
and
was the only way I from bein' confined
to quarters,
sure good times and bad,
but the bad are overwhelming,
and how the things
get out of I ask you,
you to give an answer;
eating at my like it was cancer.
Worryin'.
Hurryin',
My processes.
I got
in my skull,
a million actin' scary
when they type 200 per minute.
It occurred to me I'm in it.
I'm the boss,
the honcho,
at to this mutiny.
The idea is cute to me.
so I it
and let my get
deeper and
until it vibrates a beeper
and I can't it.
So what's the
It's D.E.L. the visionary and I with the absurd shit.
with freaky "call the operator" sample]
If I had not one I would be gooooone.
Way in space singin' one sooooong:
doo dah, zippety day,
my oh my a wonderful day
my mind's dusted'.

out the stars, I'm the satellite.
Transmittin, fit in situations that'll rattle -
'em,
'em to go farther.
So I go father,
burnin' my brain out with lava.
Scalding,
all
so I never socialize,
when you my eyes.
The pupils,
I scruples,
'cause I myself I'd never do it again,
but now I grin.
on the inside,
men tried to me
in a jacket
when I laugh and I'm
for two straight,
these powers me
and they me wanna cower,
but lately been feeling like a tower.
and sturdy,
wordy, though I say a word,
when I say a word,
before it's like never heard.
Nothing ever changes within my cerebellum,
so never tell 'em,
never 'em,
tell 'em.
I'll tell it to my soul and over
even though I'm locked within a room padded walls,
I'm sober.
Inspections,
injections,
me confined
to my thoughts
and is how I lost my mind.
[Break with laughter]