Luyện nghe bài hát Deep End

What begins with an 'a' and ends asphyxia?
Me, One, the microphone cripple
A life on the edge of the walking
You either talk in or you speak in red
I help you if you don't have the language down
It's either or swim and the average drown
Some of us stay afloat and respect the
With your mouth full of sand, by sunrays
Five to Sunday, A Fistfull of Dollars
A barrel full of commerece, the somber
We stand guard over the late shift
The and effect of the light and the mist
In the of mixtapes and other sick breaks,
I spit like my life depends on I make

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

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

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

Child]
I'm not a vampire but I'm walking on a fine
over rope, barefoot on barbed wire

I'm not a werewolf but I force my fangs 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 tapes
But I used to, and if you to,
Here's something to pop your walkman and cruise to

I'mma pay dues and blues, that's the
If one thing I've learned from life, there's much to lose
I know, that's why we duplicate shows
You're just an imitation, you can die like white

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