Luyện nghe bài hát Labor

Who put the monkey wrench in well prefectionist emblem
Just to watch these moniters spit white
through your office
Automate.
I jolly gene pool descendent cloud clusters
art revolution sound jugglers.
Delinquent fan for habitat.
Bob, weave, stick, move,
and pause somewhere in the middle for invention.
This years crops spread spectacular.
I ain't mad at cha, don't mad at the caliber.
I twist characters like characters.
Tally up the cat aggresion
in this E. Fresh infested mess up bass line lust.
An B-boy krylon can combust circuits
Working these war cyphers
Ted Stryker stability and kamakazi chivalry.
I noble in a warm 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 urchin puting work in.
Searching for pertinent verse the murderous diversion.
Apologies lore me to the communal sob story
nor would I sacrifice to benefit jury temperament.
whole Green Goblin web cutter butts up against
crayola daydream landscapes bedlam, dead 'em.
the villagers nickles and nicotine
to him fed to one disgruntled kraken at high noon.
sell popcorn, beer and balloons
I got an inkling gon be the one children bicker over.
Its that warriors vs. baseball element
to glitch his motor development
I am a star, really.
The big bastard's back
with a one way to Beat Street.
This all is like relevent to human kind supply/demand
man, it.
I work the surface
I work on what I love, I work to service all my
And I'll work until this here little line closes the curtains