Luyện nghe bài hát Late On Night

Yo Yo Yo
Straight the shed
With a in my hand
My bible's a you gotta understand (yeah)
That the need a weapon
And out here, the sheep a shepard
So as as I'm here you won't witness evil
I'm a rhyme to a sky of christmas beetles
Where, mind cracks the code
My welcome mat to a home

Rattlin and a broken compass
Watch me use bones as drumsticks
Bam Bam it's Bedrock
the alarm that we set off daily
Gone with the wind I'm out the sunroof
I sleep on the gas in a muddy pair of
In the back is my lucky
And he attacks like a from Kimbo
Slice, dice scratch my
And see my DJ? that's my lizard

there when the ship is sinking
Cause we're the of wishful thinking
In a that lays in my head and the
Sun was money were days that I spent
my face to the fence, speechless,
Until I you my friend
That's when your came by,
And you said listen to and you did
With headphones on in a zone unknown now I'm you know where I live (right here)

Together we stand, divided we
To play this game your eyes on the ball
for the minute, die for the culture
See through the dark when the is ultra

Smoke rise
Fuel burn
Sun shine no more
Late one night, sorrow round
Scratching at my
But I cut my
And break my
Draggin' bag of stones
Till they bury me down, the ground
With the dust and

I just daydream from the front of a humvee
Press eject bungee to jumanji
To the place where the rumble
far like the hydro hustle
In the jungle with chainsaws
Sell to walk though maze walls
thinkers, free talkers
Waltz on like sea walkers

Rise up, like this
times up, celebrate life's gifts
Paint pop culture like
With the words I churn though my portal
An electric, lightning sky
inside my kaliedoscope eyes
The is a sight to see
There should'nt be a place on earth life is cheap
Space pirate, cat with golden
your sail, catch your solar wind
I just ride away a story,
Cats in their hide-away labratories

Let it simmer, and slow
in the bin, Blood in the bowl
Never... My office is... and...
My band the high and low frequencies
life and it's ideo syncrocies
Simply called a rap with
Another artistic accident
This is for you, stand in the with a
view the champion change
Until it's late and the canvas is
When the paints sprayed and the canisters

Smoke rise
Fuel burn
Sun don't shine no
Late one night, come round
at my door
But I cut my
And break my
Draggin' this bag of
Till they me down, beneath the ground
With the dust and