Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Pan

This be the dawning of the age of water
Stitchin every b-boy
Somebody live enough to through the belly with a fist up
This is a right now generation murdered by the fan
This is by the writers-Dead water
a still force activated
No I'm not alright

Formed by the village of and bad karma
Punched by the stagnant water gate threw the fickle
But by the window's three nickels in a piggy bank
Caught her with her head up funny stomach the hunger pains
Flashed automatic b-boy with big
In a matchbox apartment a crooked starship
Who better nation a the only remedy
Nine dizzy planets a bullet riding centerpiece
Take Me The Gates
I'm bout as sick of burning the hottest slacker in a visionary costume
Con artist conduct
Warm for a second to the minute he whored to disaster
I recognize the cankers by the stagger
As opposed to the skip of big brother bad
who need to keep the cookies caffeinated
like a mad hatter sleep now, ask after
Calibrate the scale when he's soakin
wet with a mouthful of dead ideas and see if it zero
Stripped ego, tall stories of broad
I'll be god while still living life on a full 40
Or I'll be gramacin, homes poor, broke and lonely
Hidden by my beard and cardboard monstrosity
I drink a bad of gumption
Not bad meaning bad, but bad disgusting
activater activate sludge enough to dungeon for a accolade and wild ones
I committed murder, went through the city
with a wild merger, woke up in a wildstyle
Space case, boom box, tapes, no lemonade breaks (sweat), no cheddar in labor days
Right now, im to break a point of big system plus my screen
I was never cursed in a bixon
sob stories to confront my dick addictions
Of the basement at the graves of Salem witches
Driving my stake the face of painstaking business (checkmate)
But I scream (better breath take)
Out of sleep, lifted up lobotomy, Jackie paper
and a magic dragon sack of dirty
be the ugliest version of paranoia
kingpin set in motion by the pressure
Some get excited the sun folds under
Some get excited the summer hits the pavement
Some get excited the bullet hits bone and a board
I'll escape through the train yard and sleep it's broken

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This be the settling of debt of warm
A b-boy function
Somebody mad enough to cut the curtain with a fist up
This is the in the 88 magnificent memorial
This is the to a movement-dead water
When I fifth and got sparks
No I'm not feelin