Luyện nghe bài hát No Kings

And the say

your man, I think he's faking the band
Y'all will run the world or destroy it while holding hands
Architect, terrible vet with bent
Me clutching a 30 OD, village laughing

Gas mask latched in, signal for the
Worm killer bird on the set, I early
Got to beat the rush and report it all to the hive
Weathermen and such, motherfucks, try to mine

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

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

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

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

I have the time, man, I'm searching for bigger answers
The beat is so sick, made with real of panther
The clay of the city streets, take to these broken cleats
But I hold my johnson and walk it retarded, it's me
What up,

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

My name is El-Producto, my friend, I rawly
Oddly 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
is on your money, sonny, brain is on the curtain call
Give the kid a sack of D, pass the a bag of C
Even in the tenement residence a pharmacy

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

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

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

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

Insight is disease, feed the criminal
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 faction of bastards, not
you even whisper shit, not even if jokingly
Straight out of poisonville, coming up for air
Nah, the air is poisonous, environment me
Do it

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

Yeah,