Luyện nghe bài hát NY Electric

New (indistinct)
Isle, up state, Tri state
{Just for my x 4
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I cut the (breath)
Fresh cut as a pigeon smoke
Load
Stoke the coats over a broken hookah
Got rabble pants psycho dance and cook because the wattage
yoke N.Y. there's guna be movie sluts in gospels
Finish the bodega rode in moment to echo
Nammen
Doubt monkey
My 23's lean a cobra motor milligram bender
Book
A tip lives prior to the camaraderie
the muck out
When metal maggot's borough in Promised Land vein division I tug my friend down to my
Low Bro
Packs and rows, Max a butcher
Last catapult standin in a of coke and hookers
King common, no problem for brick shawl lows, sock puppets and sitcoms describe long pages bread in a hotbox wigwam
Debra tone hit the dish where the teens ease in the hot days when she purchase the foundations of the last remix of ???? service
Me oh I checked into the murals to see sub numinous fucker and um
out what it means to me New York
Walk knots with electric ninjas who bark bounce with punked out
Like my company Delorean's the

Skipper's out of happy pills again, he's in the neighbors (ah Skippy)
He's making paper decorated with targets (don't do it)
He's labeling the dolls with the names of shitty rap (no)
Then tearing out the beating heart from the loose-leaf carpets

I ordered a hovercraft off the back page of an RC
Built it in three days and about starky comics
My call the east river rock bottom home in three eyed guppies and sea horses mutations
See New as ancient Rome, basic
Basically stoned, is
My friend jumped of the empire state while I hung 10th grade head cases
(suck ???? is)
Some of lost the base hit
While all read brims in the metal die cast Voltron cadence, what

N.Y. electric, cannibal, burners, pigs, magnums, crack, bag baby, bait
Pristine kicks in the iris of the needle (Just for my people)
I'm a thread the (just for my people) 4x
we go
Da da da, da da da, da da da, da da da 2x
Beaker 1-9-9-11-0-1 witness, maybe you don't get

(let's go)
kill 'em all
I was on a serious tree bender my hands up but as she raised wall's show
Never circuit bacon don't me anymore
You're a trained professional ??? 41 shots par
Least common
Raise truth Charlie within a grants raise roofs in a glass wankavator
Monster
Operate wild by the company of the turnstones and
Talk his way out of a sunburn and be home in for dinner
Paid since the door two days of bad acid and Quaaludes
While a boom box trash to the Richter
awkward
With a zip lock on a hole
Bitter
Nothing is
I'll spend my dollar on me
Put one up for my - should have made time to thank them
Put one up for my crew - for recognizing the
Put one up for the broke choke stoke me
New York pissed hits bleed Dolby

N.Y. electric, cannibal, burners, pigs, magnums, crack, bag baby, bait
Pristine spread in the iris of the needle (Just for my people)
I'm a thread the (just for my people) 4x
we go again
Da da da, da da da, da da da, da da da 2x
It go: beaker witness, maybe you don't get this

I didn't it dog

Yes

NY

Welcome to NY
buildings fall and hopes crash
Yeah, I'm vast air can nox
to Adam's fam
Juggernauts, hold
my mother fuckin word

You've been all over the
You've hunted just about kind of game
You've elephant, lions, tigers, polar bears, dear
You've been within 15, 20 yards the deadly game in the world
You've everywhere
You've been with some of the most guides and hunters in the world
the biggest thrill you've ever had out of all of that?

Well I think I can answer that best by calling to the

Bazooka Be-atch

I say tooth right?
Bazooka bitch