Luyện nghe bài hát EMG

We had fire and smoke and water
And that us a lot
Now marking down our prices
And they're really, hot

Everything go
You get on some fly shit
Get on butterfly to the fire shit

must go
I sell you the dream
I watch you come apart at the seams

Everything go
You get on some fly shit
Get on butterfly to the fire shit

Everything go
I sell you a dream

Heart of an altar boy in confession
Who plotted for 20 then slit the throat of a reverend
And half of thought is young vandal the system
Contraption of drift, sick shit and spit at your heaven

I'm grabbin' my dick again, foot on the wall, down
I'm drinkin' that again, back at the train hometown
Starscream the system, ninja star the cassette
Lazerface is back in

Focus like a worker ant live, get with hive mind fly
Shut your little crime hybrid
Eyelids pinned back flat, we had a group
Of lab clappin', at last you got dap

Automaton bells rock well from valley
Shit, we all mingle in ditch, mass for the kids
with the combat rap set
A weathermen funk breath, the rebels left?

Slide off or get the digipack in your neck
You're fidgetin' 28 day simian
Yeah, dog him again, the bad touch destruct
Drum percussion diligent

The surface that gave birth to the is NY
The recipient sky is too fly
The roof of the witnessin was BK
A cloud of asbestos, I guess it's

Now you want me to and do how you say
Or look into my brain through this glass
Fuck this, how 'bout I smack you bitch?
Save that 4th boogie for them plastic twits

Or the old women of stichin' the casket nits
I'll be drunk on the of the train takin' a piss
Bumpin' BDP a Raheem kit
With double d Duracel destiny megamix

Everything go
You wanna get on some fly
Get on some to the fire shit

must go
I wanna you the dream
I wanna watch you come apart at the

Everything go
You wanna get on fly shit
Get on butterfly to the fire shit

Everything go
I sell you a dream
Get over and buy, you hoe

me, little child, why the devious smile?
Well, I've become what I've forsaken and the irony's
Are you in charge of outfit? Nah, not me, cousin
I wrestle from the chompers of a buzzard

Is my mommy in Well, she's definitely not here
Now run and go play with this hatchet and flaming spear
I'm tryna mix up this Molotov, then peel the off
I've got a windmill to tackle, son, my gun off

My hot pink millimeter space heater, down
Pulled out from the crevice of a triple fat, down
Horse and meat I'm glued to the beat grindin'
hovercraft draggin' a bass stab behind it

Every little is designed for y'all to rewind it
Every brittle has an expiration assignment
wide, the bad man walks alive
With dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9

Who was by Ed Koch to hop a turnstyle
See cop smile, peep gun
Now see little me in Reeboks run
the projected transformation of the catacombs, son
Makin' it so fun

If you're alone, don't 'cause you're alone with the best
The underrated phrase mason leakin' pain to cassette
If you hate lies, don't fret 'cause I lie about this
At least I'm honest when I tell you that my mind's of shit

And sick of on electrified hop scotch grid
We're dutchin' to percussion
With this barbed wire rope
The most floatinist dope spit, get lit
You're an ambulance chaser, I strive design sick

Everything go