Luyện nghe bài hát Meat Grinder

Tripping off the beat kinda, dripping off the meat
niner, pimping, stripping, soft sweet minor
China was a neat signer, trouble the script
double dipped, bubble lipped, subtle lisp midget
Borderline schizo, sort of fine tits
Pour the wine, to grind, quarter to nine, let's go
Ever since ten eleven, she made a brethren
it's last down, seven alligator seven, at the gates of heaven
Knocking, no answer, dancer, hopeless romancer, dopest flow stanzas
Yes, no? Villain, face to Destro
Guess so, incredible in escrow
say Ho! I'll test the yayo
Wild West style fest, y'all to lay low
Hey bro, Day Glo, set the bet, pay
Before the cheddar get away, best to get
The worst God who perpetrated odd favors
Demonstrated in the perforated Rod
In all quad flavors, save us
Still back in the game like Jack
you know the name, don't rack your brain
On a track to half sane
Either in a slow beat or the speed of "Wrath of Kane"
Laughter,
"Hackthoo'ing" songs lit, in the booth, with the host
bong hits, on the roof, in the west coast
He's at it
Mad at the pen
that we win, a tad fat, in a bad hat for men
Grind the cinnamon, Manhattan
You can find the villain in satin,
The van
The old man
About the sand beaches
The cold reaches
For the old tan