Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Del Song; Operator

(Scratching, dialogue)
I seek souls like
so my mind finds peace
and a beast
never devour
my arrive
from survivors of holocaust.
be hopeful,
never thinkin' all is
in my sector,

slidin',
collidin' with my
so I fight while threaten me,
me -
well I'm mild,
the world me gnarly,
but an not hardly.
I deal it.
I a bit
the weather,
I need to my pieces back together.
apart, stallin' a heart of sincerity
since there will be another
and its not
so I might go insane of this
of
maintain a line that has tame
the tempest.
I'm to my better 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 you wonder why I love to hallucinate,
because I ever thought I would get used to hate.
So I imbedded my time my mind,
and
was the way I kept from bein' confined
to quarters,
sure there's good and bad,
but the bad are overwhelming,
and how the things
get out of I ask you,
you have to give an
eating at my like it was cancer.
Worryin'.
Hurryin',
My processes.
I got
in my skull,
a million secretaries scary
when they type 200 per minute.
It just to me I'm in it.
I'm the boss,
the honcho,
at to this mutiny.
The whole idea is to me.
so I it
and let my get
deeper and
until it vibrates like a
and I can't it.
So the verdict?
It's D.E.L. the visionary and I come the absurd shit.
with freaky "call the operator" sample]
If I had not one friend I be gooooone.
Way in outer space 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 tikes -
'em,
'em to go farther.
So I go father,
burnin' my brain out with lava.
Scalding,
all
rearrange so I socialize,
you feel my eyes.
The pupils,
I scruples,
'cause I myself I'd never do it again,
but now I grin.
on the inside,
men to strap me
in a jacket
when I and I'm happy
for two straight,
these hate me
and they me wanna cower,
but lately I've been feeling a tower.
and sturdy,
wordy, I never say a word,
when I say a word,
before it's like never heard.
Nothing ever changes except my cerebellum,
so I'll tell 'em,
tell 'em,
never 'em.
I'll tell it to my soul and over
even though I'm locked a room with padded walls,
I'm sober.
Inspections,
injections,
me confined
to my inner
and this is how I my mind.
[Break maniacal laughter]