Luyện nghe bài hát Labor

Who put the monkey wrench in well prefectionist emblem
to watch these moniters spit white noise
through your space?
Automate.
I infect jolly gene pool cloud clusters
starving art revolution jugglers.
Delinquent fan for habitat.
Bob, weave, stick, move,
and pause in the middle for slick invention.
This years crops spread spectacular.
I mad at cha, don't stay mad at the caliber.
I twist like twist characters.
up the alley cat aggresion
in this Doug E. Fresh infested up bass line lust.
An automatic B-boy can combust circuits
Working these war picked
with Ted Stryker and kamakazi chivalry.
I noble in a warm food feud
Walking generation.
nobody asking for your patience.
The grand opening me to the fact
that I myself and didn't have to ask nobody else.

(Talk labor)
Fantastic planet urchin work in.
Searching for pertinent verse minus the diversion.
Apologies won't me to the communal sob story
nor would I sacrifice lifestyle to benefit temperament.
This whole Green web cutter butts up against
crayola landscapes spittin bedlam, dead 'em.
the villagers nickles and nicotine
to watch him fed to one disgruntled kraken at noon.
We'll sell popcorn, and balloons
I got an this gon be the one children bicker over.
Its warriors vs. baseball fury element
to his motor sensory development
I am a star, really.
The big bang back
with a one way ticket to Street.
all is like relevent to human kind supply/demand ratios
man, it.
I work the surface
I on what I love, I work to service all my burdens
And I'll work until this here flat line closes the curtains