Luyện nghe bài hát Face Melter

blaze a face melter, go fish,
pigeon for a pit to put the pig in,
scalped bottom feeder, bleeder, cheap seats,
to the meat sweeps sweet weak freaks,
up?
grip clicker, smack the box fix picture,
stickle over shit, cinema in the plasma,
the latch key was obtained in the savage years,
where he learned the binding of a hanger to rabbit ears,
pixel that leaked dead over the carpet,
had to be spit shinned and hidden before the duster parketh,
mommy marched in, wrapped the broccoli in the napkin,
for electric paradesio after the parent crashes,
and i'm on ion jitters,call it a prime directive of the damned,
who grew to easy to white noise,
the humming of the machinary running them crawl,
retardation larvey plugged into the wall,
the little short circuit the still born vibe,
till the circled and determand "it is alive",
shipped to bell view eyes talking funny,
like "eagle one to grey squirrel whats your dunny?",
i piss with electrode head pan (sorry),
pitty the pretty internet empty the bed pan,
left numb from the finger to the thumb (right!),
got tubes in it, irony is fun (yaaay!!),
at some point early when drunk on kisses,
i'd apparently forms excusing scalp slippage (sign this),
the pain on a makeshift main stage,
and sentenced to in an inoperable bit frame rate,
for that i made a play, reborn torn,
at the ministry of trying to get informed,
they'll duck it out and i cease all wars,
so if you a caroline be fore warned,
i be the (ultimate), multi polar,
mobile medicine stocked adequate,
like maraccas, that will shake when he stepped,
which the circle of rattlesnakes where he slept,
smarter then the average bear, parts and gadget,
with battery op enthusiast pardon the badgers,
while you were parking daggers in kittens snarling children,
i was sharking classes taggers for television (Click!),
gattaca days, paper scattered,
diagonal boggled the train savage,
to boxed the botanically child slave labor,
blades clipped the perfect now play later,
play never, if escaped treasure,
thats a jewel out a old geezer, no teether,
or even scrapes fester,administer gauze,
but catourized bleed if you ain't ethered the cause,
king of applause (yay!) beats the garbage for ten(?),
porn king of newyork, punk perv scum,
waddle on the of the vouyer,
six sick king breezer sniff whores through brick,
i am so evil and mercy heaven,
to compasion he is the perfect weapon,
un- earth it and ciphened from delorian swivel up,
with aviator radar for most glorious tittie fuck,
cool green over the frame under the line,
crew choose fuel most, mine,
holy trinity, six, tripple x, city barrack,
glutton for super size me while you at it,
he da:
built hideous,silk of the milk litigant, silly wicked he fidgit the middle digit ish,
will he alter what he feel is illy to pick at every little of integraty,
as your bitch? NO,
final mentions, the moniker,
to the freight hot reaking of butter and harmonica,
dirty old man no tea cup thirsty, up skirts,
for slaps from d-cup nurse,
his old gums lewd (lewd), crass,
show the a trick like how he opens can food with the only tooth he has,
she like FUCKIN DISGUISTING,
they call him anabolic ace for nothing, OK,
now current picture aside all anti-celebs aggro,
half mast the pole,
walk sturdy, but the day i greet the worms,
i pull the down with me as a fuck you to the norms,
generic's so unappealing and in my opinion,
defeats a rappers duty to the culture,
every topic has been covered but cookie cutter,
delivery of wit is the real culprit,
so wether street, club, battle, or other,
i that interesting style can often out weigh the subject,
so when the disc changer goes from to space,
it is not an attempt to fake for the public,
But fuck it it's ace six records of gibberish right?,
he's trying to hard to be weird and different (riiiiight),
or could it just maybe be, his lessons,
can't be summed up in a set of pop culture references?,
(WOW) but why try, i'm so groggy,
the nine valentine aint for everybody,
but i will say this to yall that used your of fame,
to mention my name, that sixteenth regret is fuckin insane,
and thats a longevity veteran pedelling medicine,(here)
who the fouler (me) who the rabble rouser,
what the happy starved the peruvian aggy powder,(tight)
trade up at the digital jesus factory outlet (bout it, it),
it bout it, fuck a fork tongue cutlury, the fuckery is famous,
never wild shook but a that maybe alienated a couple strangers,
a mongoloid fanbase that is alien by nature,
robot wars, hit the floor,
and the semians syncopated a "encore",
i'm bored, five minute bag of tricks,
if you me you can eat a bag of dicks, ONE