Luyện nghe bài hát No City

For want of a nail the shoe was
For want of a shoe the horse was
For want of a horse the rider was
For want of a rider the battle was
For want of a the kingdom was lost
And all for the of a horseshoe..

There is a hole in front of the
in front of the brawn
Six billion gorillas for whom the yawn
Each with his mulish days to choose his of trade
blades that qued a cruel charade and fuel the flames

Few would the crew into the civil
Skip the food and land you the man
who the coop over the pit-bulls
back, flashin and compassion
And now I believe this
Sat beneath an avalanche and a nautical season

And I will stop the violence more than I was Pontious
and robbers riot by the thoughts of noxious sirens
'A' as in gullible you all man equal no brainer
Take at his and neighbors dedicate 'er

Moms raised the babies through a very churchy
mornings reinforce the waiting game to Hades
Any brazen but infernal-bound now
For when a man of cloth has said his wrongs and in doubt, doubt

The punishment should fit the reasons you must him
Never puncture skin or pull the colored rugs under them
Two opposing mother shall not employ the gunners deck
'Cause brotherhoods of public good do not the unctuous
And you. observe and have the disproportionate
To the away decide to maketh his day (do it)
All the odium glowin a coal host
To where he coulda stood easily in the tub jugglin

No mountain too
No too far
No too night
No tomorrow
No too live
No city too
No too signed
No city too

I the phone up with a grown-up mode approach
Skin crawlin off the drawl and now I claw the awkward
I'd known it wasn't
But hoped it was corrosive
Coastin to the of the grossest diagnosis
Like homes, the that chew upon the flesh of man
Have clued into the was capital to a beggar sand
And uncomfortably. a stubborn legacy of gluttony
With carnivores burrow like hunters into the blood in meat
umm,

Jenny chin-up and the city picked this in a pent-up letter numbed the stigma
Along came a spider, a (regs) to any buyer
How to shoot a ringer back with six legs wider the driver
If you make no friends on the way to the top
is no secret handshake club I do not give a fuck
But know the cancers make the branches obviously standard
So when they extend from the Yatson mansions drop canons

All kings hang em for the cliffs drip dry
he clip the zip line or slip for his final dip dive?
If he live will he survive the of middle-ground
They pump into the pentagrams over Tinsel-town
Or kill a man who trickled down the city with his out
Or sickles, in military hells, bells and whistles
Riders to the east, not a tribes
you for the peace on earth and mercy milds height

No mountain to
No too far
No coma too
No city
No fire too
No too charged
No treaty too
No city too