Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh Air

My is [rewinds] my name is
And we've a wild and wonderful record for you
We tell you all kinds of things to do and be
and you can let imagination go with us
Open up to what we say; this is the magic starts

[Mad
Yeah!
Underground rapper with the
Sick dialogue, words stick iron-ons
surfin and wrestlin with fans
to a burnt out desolate man - who I am
Flippin from a brick phone, to a flip phone
Thought I had it made, zip codes
to get high cause I'd get bored
Felt like I was, like I was
felt like I was from a plane, no rip cord
Now I'm back and I got nothin to
Mad Child, I tear it up in the
Fuck material objects I got props
Same shit, now I'm with delirious goblins
Thought I wanted to be so I wore a crown
Started from the bottom, built an empire and it down
Not Rockefeller, like Mr. Cinderella
And I'm standin in the rain with a ripped
the, that's the
That's the nature and the of the streets
Angel with the and the anger of a beast
I was goin one way but out of luck
So I'm back and I'm grindin an independent truck
I thought of the coop
But I'ma put and spit fire while I try and recoup

Red to evergreen, oak tree sequoia
Black back peace chief, Battle Axe
(Dagger) in the (Mouth) a pirate ship
and a highly classified microchip
fiber light from my eyes guide ships to the passage
My mind shifts gears to the classics
Follow orders, the Battle Axe borders, defend the headquarters
Beware of who can only swim in shallow waters
A beacon of lumins', speak the language of
A spice trade of words mixed like herbs and cumen
You don't to see my (Boys) get (Beastie) Rick Rubin
The spite be comin to me real natural like
Capote, peyote, and jackals
My team is (Predatory) but we ain't from (Nashville)
You callin for us, we are Axe Warriors, defend the fortress
Beware of darkness or forever live in coffins

Child]
Mad steppin on the scene like Batman
Gold wings comin out my supreme
I'm old school, like Black Flag
Chasin rappers down, I chomp 'em up like
Break you off bitch, I ain't got an off
off underground, head like an ostrich
Then I became
and started records then I started poppin oxys
I was flossin, I can't believe I lost it
and everything we for
Fans felt lost, crossed they demand more
left me at a standstill
Guilt weighin heavy on my like an anvil
I can't remember a day I didn't have pills
Quit painkillers now I'm only takin (Advil.. Advil..)