Luyện nghe bài hát Hoarse

Gorgeous chrome-plated horse
Home-making paintings for poor porn flicks
Court adjourned and the verdict's saucy
Sack swinging like on a door hinge
Good lord, walk like the floor slick
Look bored, all mics in a force grip
endorsing his own importance
Or leaving opponents floating with and dirty porcelain
Pinnacle of titillating crisp
clinched emulating '68 Olympics
Rock it from the cradle 'til he aged and limp-sticked
Coughing from the stable probably spliff's lit
Dismissed, feel it in that saturated
Heavy as off a spanking new laser gun
Crazy heart, hazy lung, art, raking funds
going dumb like Palin's son

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

And it follows Autumn

I sit in 'til the flow is right
Then throw some D on all available mics
Smoke it right proposing these niggas wipe
More because I normally toilet bowl a broken pipe
Shit, the soloist who flow was sick
The token sober kid stressed so the role was
Now Four Lokos down the hole and a loaded
Look who's as as a broken wrist when tryna open shit
Nigga is what you need to keep the poultry in
Resulting in me slick as bottom of the bowling kicks
Early man, you posers me as the troll throwing
donut holes at your grody ho from his cronies' whip
Eating like the kids you take 'em off Ritalin
Throwing temper tantrums at the of your whip again
up the glass to use it as a garnish over
Tracks damaged 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 netted like the hook was inefficient

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

And it always follows