Luyện nghe bài hát Pardon

(Pardon me brother, as you in your glory)
Yea, When you get too old to
Hummin' a bird does dubs etcetera
of collectin' her you rejected her
Respected her, let her be
Wrote her a letter and she read it for (or "resending")
Gone em' fell victim to the prism of what
Seeds grow by the farms they are
Gentrified alive to me, beliefs
paths so predictable to rituals
Habitual, laugh if it you
Funny live for you bruh
Mom said its for the and you
Francais
obviously probly me
Feelin like Gs, Surrounded by thieves rounded by the
Planted by the 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 twenty-sixth feelin' a bitch
Cuz I was feelin' this
doin' nothin' but feelin' her, Now What?
Back to this paper, feelin' this vapor caped crusader
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 instead of pullin' it out of my head, dawg I was
Something it, now I'm
Nothin' without something sunk in my chair thinkin'
Lovin' someone so rare but I can't keep in
Starin' at a dream, talkin' to ghosts
Gone off of that, endo we elope
God the child who grows the:
Lone from, out of the manger born
Knowledge reign supreme over 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 of old albums or something?'")
Transitions track 10 "Vanity"