Luyện nghe bài hát Late On Night

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

Rattlin and a broken compass
Watch me use those bones as
Bam Bam it's baby
Ringin the alarm that we set off
Gone with the wind I'm out the sunroof
I sleep on the gas in a muddy of ugboots
In the back is my dingo
And he attacks like a punch from
Slice, dice scratch my
And see my DJ? Yeah my lizard

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

Together we stand, we fall
To play this game keep eyes on the ball
for the minute, die for the culture
See through the dark the violet is ultra

Smoke rise
Fuel don't
Sun don't no more
Late one night, come round
Scratching at my
But I cut my
And my back
this bag of stones
Till they bury me down, the ground
With the and rattlin'

I just daydream from the seat of a humvee
Press eject then to jumanji
To the where the rhino's rumble
Spread far the hydro hustle
In the jungle fall chainsaws
fate to walk though maze walls
Free thinkers, free
on water like sea walkers

Rise up, levitate this
Till times up, life's gifts
Paint pop culture like
the words that I churn though my portal
An electric, bolt sky
Dive my kaliedoscope eyes
The is a sight to see
There should'nt be a place on earth where life is
pirate, cat with golden wings
Raise your sail, your solar wind
I just ride away a story,
Cats cook in their labratories

Let it simmer, bubble and
in the bin, Blood in the bowl
Never... My office is... and...
My spans the high and low frequencies
life and it's ideo syncrocies
Simply called a rap with
Another artistic awesome
This is for you, stand in the rain a
Vista view the champion
it's late and the canvas is stained
When the sprayed and the canisters drained

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