Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Raven

We got EAP in the house tonight, Allan Poe
America's anti-transcendentalist
taking this back, way back
Nineteenth century

Who's that
(Who's that)
Who's that rapping at my chamber
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my grill like

Kick it once upon a dreary
I kicked it weak and weary
Dark and cold just Lake Eerie
new sample, someone clear me

While I nodded nearly
Suddenly there came a
Up like, "What?", thunder
Clapping in my like graphic Halflings

Staffing me, I put down
Cell mute like Paris Hilton
window, halfway built in
Times a like Bob Dylan

bird black as could be
Cold feet cold eyes aimed at me
face, grim stare, death carnivore
Quote that raven

that rapping?
(Who's that)
Who's that rapping at my door?
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my like nevermore

I miss Lenore, my Annabel Lee, by angels from me
Alone with books, of death visiting me
(Hey, me)
"Can I help you, evil prophet? If you got a problem, look, solve it"
He my hook, DJ revolved it
Perched on Pallas, dropped it

"Tell me, Sir, please, if you can, am I or evil man?
can I say, what can I do, when will I be rid of you?"
"Nevermore, quote he at me, on this fresh MC
Satanic raven, glee, killing me softly like the Fugees

Now I feel worse, my verse is terse, joy inverse just like Durst
Call a nurse, disperse my thirst put process in reverse
Wish I'd had some first, MC Lars, '88 hearse
Now I'll never be Slug or Murs, under that black curse

The ravens eyes still have the seeming of a that is dreaming
over him still streaming
Hear my screaming, hear me
My soul floats there on that floor and shall be lifted nevermore.
Afflicted calm, like Moore, canonized piece, US folklore

that rapping?
(Who's that)
Who's that at my chamber door?
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my grill like

Who's house? Raven's