Luyện nghe bài hát Dorks

Question: If I in my apartment like a rat in a cage
Would the neighbors smell the corpse the cat ate my face?
I used to floss the like Daddy Kane with the chain
I'm tryin' to jettison the ballast the hazardous waste
The kid is comfortably numb, routine a tedious
in a self imposed Stockholm and Lima influx
Maybe an occupation popular demons and ducks
Made any akin to bein' seasoned and stuffed
It's a of jumpin' jellyfish, jealous little sycophants
Miserable and flimsy from the skivvys to the pissy
one seperately convinced
They're sketching Da Vinci's hands
Delusion a communication of prison camp
You fuckin' dorks ain't a to the cause
There ain't a we can learn from the ostensibly lost
I think it's funny when defendants from identical
out the tempest to measure Of what the spectrum involves
Maybe no one cares, over here, I'll be over there

Don't need no help, all by

I to hang around with rappers at the root of the scene
It a lot to feel the fugitive community breathe
Maybe to is to be truly naive
I know some shit about heroes that you wouldn't believe
I think we're all a of weirdos on a quest to belong
The songs are echolocation up in fog
why it's odd to see a pile of imperfections and flaws
Ascend a pedestal to the rest of the cogs
And a mess of obnoxious fantasy, and pageantry
I ain't even mad, I'm impressed, shit it's
God almighty chop an tower to piano keys
your own dirge on the way to surfin' maggot beach
You dorks ain't a source of the art
You can't be cooler than the Where you source all your parts The poker face, all it takes a couple sordid remarks
We let the manticore out, We make the bark
Life is so unfair, party over here, I'll be there

Don't need no help, all by

I view the rattling of like a show to expose
exploding in emotional code
With braggadocio to go from jokey to gross
a homie til his probity is notably ghost
Before the was a job he was a manager,
Hell You would wobble your momma like an infant gazelle
The disillusionment has truly a difficult pill
That you was anything menacing is a sell
In a whistle-and-bellorama, black to dress up like piranha
It's not compelling melodrama
a comedy, somebody wanna shop you as a saga
I'm voluntarily persona non grata
You fuckin' dorks the leaders we need
This ain't the for divas out to weasel and breed
I'm off in coffee with the paupers tea with the queen
Don't make 'em show the what disobedient means
Heavy load to bear, over here, I'll be over there

need no help, all by myself