Luyện nghe bài hát Face Melter

blaze with a melter, go fish,
pigeon for a pit to put the pig in,
scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, seats,
to the meat eater sweeps weak freaks,
up?
grip clicker, the dummy box fix picture,
stickle over shit, cinema in the plasma,
the latch key degree was in the savage years,
where he learned the binding of a wire to rabbit ears,
every pixel leaked dead over the carpet,
had to be spit shinned and hidden before the ford parketh,
mommy marched in, wrapped the broccoli in the napkin,
for your paradesio after the parent crashes,
and i'm high on ion jitters,call it a prime of the damned,
who grew to sleep to white noise,
the humming of the machinary running towards crawl,
social retardation larvey into the wall,
the little circuit with the still born vibe,
till the circled and determand "it is alive",
shipped to bell view fuzzy talking funny,
like "eagle one to grey squirrel whats twenty dunny?",
i piss clumsy with head pan (sorry),
pitty the pretty internet gotta the bed pan,
left numb from the finger to the thumb (right!),
right got tubes in it, is fun (yaaay!!),
at some point early when on electric kisses,
i'd apparently forms excusing scalp slippage (sign this),
the came on a makeshift main stage,
and sentenced to in an inoperable bit frame rate,
for that i a game play, reborn torn,
at the of information trying to get informed,
they'll duck it out and i will all wars,
so if you babysit a be fore warned,
i be the ultimate (ultimate), polar,
medicine cabinet stocked adequate,
pockets like maraccas, will shake when he stepped,
which explains the of rattlesnakes where he slept,
then the average bear, barter parts and gadget,
with battery op enthusiast the barking badgers,
while you were parking in kittens with snarling children,
i was sharking classes with taggers for (Click!),
gattaca days, paper scattered,
diagonal mahogony the train savage,
to boxed the botanically child slave labor,
clipped the perfect petal now play later,
play never, if raped treasure,
thats a jewel out a old geezer, no teether,
or yesteryear scrapes fester,administer gauze,
but catourized bleed if you ain't ethered the cause,
king of applause (yay!) beats the flood for ten(?),
porn king of newyork, alley perv scum,
on the voyage of the vouyer,
six sick king breezer sniff whores through brick,
i am so dangerous and mercy heaven,
allergy to compasion he is the 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,
whos choose fuel most, mine,
trinity, tripple six, tripple x, city barrack,
glutton for punishment super size me you at it,
he da:
built hideous,silk of the milk litigant, wicked finick he fidgit the middle digit ish,
he alter what he feel is illy to pick at every little smidgen of integraty,
as your industry NO,
final mentions, the moniker,
to the freight hot reaking of beans and harmonica,
old man no tea cup thirsty, peak up skirts,
for from that d-cup nurse,
cackle his old lewd (lewd), crass,
show the girl a trick how he opens can food with the only tooth he has,
she THATS FUCKIN DISGUISTING,
dont call him anabolic ace for nothing, OK,
now current picture all anti-celebs remain aggro,
half the flag pole,
walk sturdy, but the day i greet the worms,
i the daisies 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,
granted every topic has been covered but cutter,
delivery of wit is the real culprit,
so street, club, battle, conscious 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 credibility for the public,
But fuck it it's ace rock six of gibberish right?,
he's trying to hard to be weird and right? (riiiiight),
or it possibly just maybe be, his lessons,
can't be up in a linear 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 my name, that sixteenth minute regret is fuckin insane,
and thats a longevity veteran free medicine,(here)
who the fouler howler (me) who the rouser,
what the happy hour starved the peruvian powder,(tight)
trade up at the digital jesus factory (bout it, bout it),
bout it it, fuck a fork tongue cutlury, the fuckery is famous,
never wild shook but a slang maybe alienated a couple strangers,
held a mongoloid that is alien by nature,
wars, machines hit the floor,
and the syncopated a gigantic "encore",
alright i'm bored, five bag of tricks,
if you me you can eat a bag of dicks, ONE