Luyện nghe bài hát Dorks

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

need no help, all by myself

I used to hang around rappers at the root of the scene
It meant a lot to feel the fugitive community
Maybe to sentimentalize is to be truly
I some shit about your heroes that you wouldn't believe
I think all a bunch of weirdos on a quest to belong
The are echolocation up in impregnable fog
That's why it's odd to see a pile of and flaws
Ascend a pedestal to patronize the rest of the
And a mess of fantasy, posturing and pageantry
I ain't even mad, I'm impressed, shit baffling
God almighty chop an ivory to piano keys
Play your own dirge on the way to maggot beach
You fuckin' dorks ain't a of the art
You can't be cooler than the corners Where you source all your parts The poker face, all it takes a couple remarks
We let the out, We make the sorcery bark
Life is so unfair, party here, I'll be over there

need no help, all by myself

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

need no help, all by myself