Luyện nghe bài hát Late On Night

Yo Yo Yo
Straight the shed
a shovel in my hand
My bible's a rifle you gotta (yeah)
the streets need a weapon
And out here, the sheep need a
So as long as I'm here you won't evil
I'm a to a sky full of christmas beetles
Where, mind cracks the code
My welcome mat to a home

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

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

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

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

I just daydream from the front seat of a
eject then bungee to jumanji
To the place where the rumble
far like 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 like
times up, celebrate life's gifts
Paint pop culture like
the words that I churn though my portal
An electric, lightning sky
Dive inside my kaliedoscope
The vision is a to see
There should'nt be a on earth where life is cheap
pirate, cat with golden wings
Raise your sail, catch solar wind
I just away have a story,
Cats cook in their hide-away

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

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