Luyện nghe bài hát Dokken Rules

(Aesop Rock)
I spell 666 star six click
Give his a Viking funeral, bye bitch
Treble two birds, cheap thrills, free meal
Vacate Jellystone Park your brie wheel

(Rob Sonic)
Now he Laker ___________________________________?
his life was likely to be Nikes on the L-train
Gnawin' on his dog toy, pocket full of deer
The only that's stoppin' him was Dokken in his earbuds

(Aesop Rock)
Up noon
Found everything he loved crushed to a cube
The new Kowloon chowline, two leads routing and gruel
One is hemorrhaging money, the jettisoning fuel
Identical pools
It was
But it wasn't neighborhood-degenerate approved
In swooped jukebox Fonzie,
on his neck, one tubesock wonky

(Rob Sonic)
16-panel head chop and Ambulax
Double pits to got the ESPY on a camel's back
that Huffy wit' a timely parry
And get all up in kitchen, money, Guy Fieri

There is a wildly elusive moment of
In the between being told you are shit
I would openly identifying the closest
And collectivly agreeing to meet if the sky

x 16

I'd like to speak to a

(Rob Sonic)
Back alley brawl over guests who want a
tartare but we're hardly pet food
Charlie check booth, Brody's
gonna need a bigger boat and a Holy Diver

(Aesop Rock)
Aggravated people lemons over limits
a neck bop stemming and a cartoon physics
Smart taught never broadcast holes in his armor
End up poached foriegner

(Rob Sonic)
Handcuffed down to a tease
Who got an mouth and a hooch machine
eyes that tell the story of the woods that fetter
And a that sells the ending when it's pushed together

through the desert on a horse that's nameless
Now I'm driving through the city in the naked
Shores by the new marines
tear the roof off this mother like Buford T

(Aesop Rock)
Untrained pet a pen name
Chest pain, bet he his own endgame, anyway
Step around the of the red rain
car horn, stand by, tenth frame

(Rob Sonic)
Spare me the to ratchets, smile purdy (pretty)
Flashlight strapped to the calf of a turkey
of mild jerky, captain to aisle 30
There's a man with a an an app that can dial Fergie

x 16

I'd like to to a supervisor