Luyện nghe bài hát Pardon

(Pardon me brother, as you in your glory)
Yea, When you get too old to
Hummin' like a does dubs etcetera
Instead of her you rejected her
her, let her be hurt
Wrote her a and she read it for rescindin' (or "resending")
Gone with em' fell victim to the prism of
Seeds grow by the farms they are
Gentrified sent alive to me,
paths so predictable to rituals
Habitual, if it tickles you
Funny live for you bruh
Mom said its for the and you
Parlez-vous
obviously probly me
Feelin like Gs, Surrounded by thieves by the trees
by the rivers and the waters, praisin' daughters
Bought a for the father
Behave I'm no martyr just, (ask kin?)/(Ass-smarty kid?)
You's a loser if you with somebody
On the fourteenth goin' on the feelin' like a bitch
Cuz I was feelin' bitch
doin' nothin' but feelin' her, Now What?
Back to feelin this paper, feelin' this vapor caped
Ain't the same, I came close but no folks
(Pea Job split?) to the head like a
Through the and all but who cares
I cut my hair instead of it out of my head, dawg I was
like it, now I'm
Nothin' without something sunk in my thinkin' bout
Lovin' someone so rare but I can't keep in
Starin' at a dream, Moonwalk to ghosts
off of that, endo smokin' we elope
God the child who grows the:
Lone Ranger from, out of the born
Knowledge supreme over nearly anyone that's afraid to dream try...
You think those look like they'll ever be sensitive to my record collection? (laughing)
A bunch of football jocks, 'What do you got here? A bunch of old or something?'")
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