Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Raven

We got EAP in the house tonight, Edgar Poe
favorite anti-transcendentalist
We're taking this back, way
Nineteenth century

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

it once upon a midnight dreary
While I it weak and weary
Dark and cold just like Lake
Brand new sample, clear me

While I nearly napping
Suddenly came a tapping
Up like, "What?", thunder
Clapping in my brain like Halflings

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

Twenty-pound bird as could be
Cold cold eyes aimed straight at me
Grim face, stare, death carnivore
that raven nevermore

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

I miss Lenore, my Annabel Lee, by angels from me
Alone books, harbinger of death visiting me
(Hey, me)
"Can I help you, evil If you got a problem, look, I'll solve it"
He checked my hook, DJ it
Perched on Pallas, chalice it

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

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

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

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

Who's house? Raven's