Luyện nghe bài hát No Kings

And the say

Watch your man, I think he's faking the
Y'all will either run the world or destroy it holding hands
Architect, terrible vet with 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 it all to the hive mind
Weathermen and such, motherfucks, try to mine

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

It's a brutalized lab bunny the fence
Grab the money and the charger for the microchip embedded in
is the life, equal parts joy, strife
I sit up in the cribbo and carve 'noid kites out of lead

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

to my bastard delight night, gents
Where everything has a but none of it makes sense
Living is so demeaning but still wanna offer
Fake from lying saucers

I don't have the time, man, I'm for bigger answers
The beat is so sick, made real bits of panther
The clay of the streets, don't take to these broken cleats
But I hold my johnson and it retarded, it's just me
What up,

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

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

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

Deadly young people, new day
Young deadly dumb snare pattern play
Dignity for criminals, for religion
War the future, peace is for bitches

Evey a felony, relatively hellishly
Cops guns whistle like here, check the melody
You to learn to worship the warships
made of steel, of course can leave corpses

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

We need no edumucation, there's no patience
My is on the food line, blinker in the waist and
Walkies all connected, gotta wait for the
Weathermen are the that burn to the bone gristle

Insight is disease, feed the rotary
All over the world it's the same fuck locally
Flight airs that are rare, we rock openly
Feeling like a kid again, umbilical me

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

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

Yeah,