Luyện nghe bài hát Doomage (Damage Remix)

Y'all good and goddamn well
You're fucking with a brother who ain't never had his hand
And never seemed out
Rolling baby strollers over broken bottles
In a shredded forest with a dying shred of inside you

For respect, I sweated and bled
And have yet to be discredited by what a critic ever
We're unaware of his make up
We know he's an but can't science the face up
Never question I am

G O D knows if you don't, you can understand
So you need only that I'm unrelenting
Nothing breaking, ending, seldom bending
Cast shadows like light

Must not discuss with the case still pending
But I got some shit to tell you on my next
For now, we and Francis connected and did

Damage, uh
Damage, uh

Wrote this one a days after Christmas
is one struggled game thats persistent
0 1 2, for Self, no assistance
clear before this new year existed

Somebody get the door, fuck it, let 'em
It's all been before, buried in a metaphor
Lucy is Hip Hop, and a prince
Sean is an old man, and Slug is a now

say I'm buggin' because of the way I love 'em
Nervous 'cause I know I'll make the perfect husband
What, treat me like LL for art fucks
They hang out and argue about my clown thought and snort

From the cities, call it the deuce
Skinny grizzly bear on the loose
Sing with me, show your love, give me
Flip the switch to damage and this planet move

intended on making records that seemed too slick
Peeps move quick from cheap music to
Weak bullshit pulls chicks, but Joe flosses every day

Ain't he ain't talkin' 'bout my gold
My hobo teeth is no sleep for soulmates
Getting feet, if my queen don't awake
My feeble bones break, spines
(Now I'm serious)

People take time to learn outside the pyramids
What the is? I'm unsure, but so sin surr
Get your hurr did, that ain't a perm, yo, a temporary
That ain't a wormhole, that's a cemetary where they the lies

I'm lampin', I'm cold, cold lampin' out in the snow,
wires so your phone can't ring
You don't know a damn thing after your city gets
Pass me a sissy so sucka I'll him

Damage, uh, damage, uh
Dances,
Damper, dancer,
Hah, MF on the beat

Non Prophets, and Ali
at last, like cocks and cunts
Yeah, let's fuck it up, clip that

You know, we're pretty much
And that's we'd like to work from
From that vantage

Exactly and you Non Prophets is spelled
you know, like P O R P H E T like meaning
Like Non Prophets, almost a pun in the word