Luyện nghe bài hát Deep End

What begins with an 'a' and with asphyxia?
Me, Prev One, the microphone
A life on the edge of the dead
You either in black or you speak in red
I can't help you if you don't have the down
It's sink or swim and the average drown
Some of us stay and respect the wave
With your mouth full of sand, burnt by
Five to Sunday, A Fistfull of Dollars
A barrel of commerece, blasting the somber
We always stand over the late shift
The cause and effect of the and the mist
In the world of and other sick breaks,
I spit my life depends on what I make

Working late night, not we hate light
Just feels right, that's when tracks come out
start creeping, people are sleeping
Pull words out of the dreams, it's the end
It's the end, people are sleeping
Pull words out of the dreams, it's the end
Keep in mind, it's not we hate light
Just feels right, that's when tracks come out

[Mad
Hand to hand combat, far beyond that
Armed to the teeth, this is a threat
Graveyard shift, way abnoxious
We to win, you count your losses
An awesome roster, original rhymes find time
To make the shiver up your spine
ain't theatrics, we rock with tactics
Smash on you actresses for practice
The fact is I'm violent by nature, hate ya
Like most about as much as they like me
Haven't found a way to say "fuck you"
These I stick to myself, but sometimes get sick of myself
Got my own circle, love my people, for my people
no replacement, Mad Child's life unfolds with bold statements

Working night, not that we hate light
Just right, that's when tracks come out tight
start creeping, people are sleeping
Pull words out of the dreams, it's the end
the deep end, people are sleeping
Pull words out of the dreams, it's the end
Keep in mind, it's not that we hate
Just feels right, that's when tracks out tight

[Mad
I'm not a vampire but I'm walking on a fine
over fire-type rope, barefoot on barbed

I'm not a werewolf but I force my into the townfolk
a little cowpoke until the city's bloodsoaked

[Mad
I'm not a hoblin, a goblin, a ghost, or
Members ain't fuckin' with most you fools

I'm not a phantom, a banshee, a witch, or an
But my crew's got the best chance of over

Child]
Yo, I transform and I don't change shape
Don't take the bus, don't shoplift
But I to, and if you choose to,
Here's something to pop inside your and cruise to

I'mma pay and blues, that's the truth
If there's one I've learned from life, there's much to lose
I know, that's why we never duplicate
You're an imitation, you can die like white buffalo

Working night, not that we hate light
Just feels right, that's when tracks out tight
Thoughts creeping, people are sleeping
Pull words out of the dreams, it's the end
It's the deep end, are sleeping
Pull out of the dreams, it's the deep end
Keep in mind, not that we hate light
Just feels right, that's when tracks come out