Luyện nghe bài hát NY Electric

New (indistinct)
Stanton Isle, up state, Tri
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I cut the (breath)
Fresh cut as a pigeon smoke
bazooka
Stoke the coats over a broken hookah
Got rabble pants with dance and cook because the wattage
Electric yoke N.Y. there's guna be movie in gospels
Finish the bodega rode in moment composure to
uncommon
Doubt polish
My 23's over a cobra motor milligram bender
Book
A tip lives to clipin the camaraderie
Check the out
When maggot's borough in Promised Land vein division I tug my friend down to my astigmatism
Low Bro
Packs and rows, Max a golden
Last catapult in a land of coke and hookers
King cotton common, no problem for shawl lows, sock puppets and sitcoms describe long pages bread in a hotbox wigwam
Debra tone hit the dish where the teens demonstrate ease in the hot days when she purchase the foundations of the last remix of ????
Me oh I checked into the to see sub numinous fucker and um respect
Find out it means to me New York
Walk knots with electric ninjas who bark with punked out whip
my company Delorean's the shit

Skipper's out of happy pills again, he's in the garbage (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 out the still beating heart from the loose-leaf carpets

I ordered a off the back page of an RC comic
Built it in days and thought about starky comics
My gills call the east river rock 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 building while I hung 10th grade head
(suck fame is)
of them lost the base hit
While they all read brims in the metal die cast Voltron cadence,

N.Y. electric, cannibal, burners, pigs, magnums, crack, bag baby, roach
Pristine kicks spread in the iris of the (Just for my people)
I'm a the needle (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, you don't get this

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

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

I expect it dog

Yes

NY

Welcome to NY
Where fall and hopes crash
Yeah, I'm air from can nox
Peace to fam
Juggernauts, strong
That's my mother fuckin

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

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

Bazooka Be-atch

I say bazooka tooth
Bazooka bitch