Luyện nghe bài hát Labor

Who put the monkey wrench in oiled prefectionist emblem
Just to watch these moniters spit white
through your office
Automate.
I infect jolly gene pool descendent cloud
art revolution sound jugglers.
Delinquent fan for habitat.
Bob, weave, stick, move,
and pause somewhere in the for slick invention.
This years brain spread spectacular.
I mad at cha, don't stay mad at the caliber.
I twist characters twist characters.
Tally up the cat aggresion
in this Doug E. Fresh infested mess up line lust.
An automatic B-boy can combust circuits
these war picked cyphers
with Ted Stryker and kamakazi chivalry.
I alone noble in a food feud
dead generation.
Ain't nobody asking for patience.
The grand opening me to the fact
that I knew myself and have to ask nobody else.

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