Luyện nghe bài hát Dorks

Question: If I died in my apartment like a rat in a
Would the neighbors smell the corpse before the cat ate my
I used to floss the albatross like Daddy Kane the chain
I'm to jettison the ballast with the hazardous waste
The kid is comfortably numb, routine a tedious
Deep in a self imposed and Lima influx
Maybe an popular with demons and ducks
Made any mingling akin to bein' seasoned and
It's a theatre of jumpin' jellyfish, little sycophants
Miserable and from the skivvys to the pissy pants
Each one convinced
They're sketching with Da hands
Delusion turn a communication of prison
You fuckin' dorks ain't a to the cause
There ain't a lesson we can learn from the ostensibly
I think it's funny 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

Don't need no help, all by

I used to hang around rappers at the root of the scene
It meant a lot to the fugitive community breathe
to sentimentalize 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 are echolocation up in impregnable 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 even mad, I'm impressed, shit it's baffling
God almighty chop an ivory tower to piano
Play own dirge on the way to surfin' maggot beach
You fuckin' ain't a source of the art
You can't be cooler than the corners Where you source all your parts The poker face, all it a couple sordid remarks
We let the manticore out, We make the sorcery
Life is so unfair, party here, I'll be over there

Don't no help, all by myself

I view the rattling of like a show to expose
Insecurities exploding in code
With to go from mostly jokey to gross
Corrode a homie til his probity is notably
the hobby was a job he was a manager,
Hell You would wobble your momma like an infant gazelle
The disillusionment has truly been a pill
That you was anything menacing is a sell
In a whistle-and-bellorama, black mollies to up like piranha
It's not even compelling
It's a comedy, somebody shop you as a saga
I'm voluntarily persona non grata
You fuckin' dorks ain't the we need
This the medium 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 regency what means
Heavy to bear, party over here, I'll be over there

Don't need no help, all by