Luyện nghe bài hát Dokken Rules

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

(Rob Sonic)
Now he sell Laker
Half his life was to be Nikes on the L-train
Gnawin' on his dog toy, pocket full of blood
The only thing that's stoppin' him was in his earbuds

(Aesop Rock)
Up noon
Found he loved crushed down to a cube
The new Kowloon chowline, two routing medicine and gruel
One is hemorrhaging money, the other fuel
water-separated pools
It was
But it wasn't ever neighborhood-degenerate
In swooped Fonzie, promptly
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
Handle that Huffy wit' a timely
And get all up in your kitchen, money, Guy

There is a wildly elusive of bliss
In the spaces between told you are shit
I openly suggest identifying the closest
And agreeing to meet if the sky opens

x 16

I'd like to speak to a

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

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

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

Been through the desert on a horse nameless
Now I'm through the city in the Porsche naked
Shores by the new marines
That tear the roof off this like Buford T

(Aesop Rock)
pet with a pen name
Chest pain, bet he outlive his own endgame,
Step around the rhythm of the red
Getaway car horn, stand by, frame

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

x 16

I'd like to to a supervisor