Luyện nghe bài hát Hoarse

Gorgeous chrome-plated horse
paintings for poor quality porn flicks
Court adjourned and the still saucy
Sack swinging like Dub-D40 on a door
Good lord, walk like the floor slick
Look bored, all mics in a force grip
Pro-abortion his own importance
Or opponents floating with paper and dirty porcelain
Pinnacle of crisp spit
Fist emulating '68 Olympics
Rock it from the cradle 'til he middle and limp-sticked
Coughing from the stable indicating spliff's lit
Dismissed, it in that saturated cranium
Heavy as insurance off a spanking new gun
heart, hazy lung, making art, raking funds
Crowd going dumb Palin's son

And it always follows
No for the weak
No for your pride

And it follows Autumn

I sit in thought 'til the flow is
Then throw some D on all available mics
Smoke it right these niggas over wipe
More because I normally toilet bowl with a pipe
Shit, the former soloist who flow was
The token sober kid so the role was switched
Now Four down the hole and a loaded spliff
Look who's as useless as a broken when tryna open shit
Nigga is what you need to keep the poultry in
Resulting in me rolling as bottom of the bowling kicks
Early man, you posers know me as the throwing
donut holes at your grody ho from his cronies' whip
Eating like the when you take 'em off Ritalin
temper tantrums at the window of your whip again
Sweeping up the to use it as a garnish over
damaged like the leg he limping to the barn with

Temper as thick as tips of pencils is, missiles to the picket fence
Who spit as fingerlickin' bitch bet, it's
36 fish netted the hook was inefficient

And it always Autumn
No for the weak
No for your pride

And it always Autumn