Luyện nghe bài hát No Kings

And the say

Watch your man, I think faking the band
Y'all will either run the world or destroy it holding hands
Architect, vet with bent flashback
Me a 30 OD, burn village laughing

Gas mask in, signal for the whirly
Worm killer bird on the set, I flex
Got to beat the rush and report it all to the mind
and such, motherfucks, try to malign mine

Let's digress now, kings, put your up
Paint the city with the prettiest type of cancer
Watch 'em laser surg every tumor like a fatal
New York is the truancy burg, stte of

It's a brutalized lab jumping the fence
Grab the money and the charger for the microchip in head
Brooklyn is the life, equal joy, strife
I sit up in the cribbo and these 'noid kites out of lead

The same weight of the on my neck
Who crawled off my back and tried to friends
Now I'm walking lit like the fun never ends
But someone ran their key on my whip, left dents

Welcome to my delight night, gents
Where has a meaning but none of it makes sense
Living is so demeaning but rappers still wanna
Fake aliens from lying

I don't have the time, man, I'm searching for bigger
The beat is so sick, made with real of panther
The of the city streets, don't take to these broken cleats
But I hold my johnson and walk it retarded, just me
up, Tame?

Desperate men do things
Full alarm system, New York with no
Desperate kids do shit
Full alarm system, on where you live

My name is El-Producto, my friend, I rawly
bent pod beast, fiends try to draw me
Another close but not the God hardly
Sex sloppily, fuck yourself, pardon me

Look, here comes the scientists, they come to cure us all
Mind is on your money, sonny, brain is on the call
the kid a sack of D, pass the child a bag of C
Even in the tenement residence there's a

Deadly young people, new day
Young deadly dumb kick snare pattern
for criminals, science for religion
War stole the future, is for bitches

thing's a felony, relatively hellishly
Cops make guns whistle like here, check the
You to learn to worship the warships
Anything made of steel, of can leave corpses

Cops on horses, hot to draw quarters
The morbidist thoughts are mad laws and quick
Don't lift your foot off of land mine switch
Till I the 20 yard dash and cover my eyelid

We don't need no edumucation, no patience
My is on the food line, blinker in the waist and
Walkies all connected, wait for the signal
Weathermen are the that burn to the bone gristle

Insight is disease, feed the criminal
All over the world it's the same skull fuck
Alpha airs that are rare, we rock openly
like a kid again, umbilical choking me

Never shit on my of bastards, not openly
Don't you whisper shit, not even if jokingly
Straight out of poisonville, coming up for air
Nah, the air is poisonous, choking me
Do it

men do dangerous things
Full system, New York with no kings
Desperate kids do shit
Full alarm system, it's on you live

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