Luyện nghe bài hát Pardon

(Pardon me brother, as you stand in glory)
Yea, When you get too old to
Hummin' like a bird does etcetera
Instead of collectin' her you her
her, let her be hurt
Wrote her a and she read it for rescindin' (or "resending")
with em' fell victim to the prism of what
Seeds don't grow by the farms are
Gentrified sent to me, beliefs
Optimistical paths so predictable to
Habitual, laugh if it you
Funny live for you bruh
Mom its for the French 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 just, (ask Marty kin?)/(Ass-smarty kid?)
You's a if you ain't with somebody
On the fourteenth goin' on the feelin' like a bitch
Cuz I was feelin' this
Wasn't doin' nothin' but feelin' her, Now
Back to this paper, feelin' this vapor caped crusader
Ain't the same, I came close but no cigar
(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 in my chair thinkin' bout
someone so rare but I can't keep followin' in
Starin' at a dream, Moonwalk to ghosts
Gone off of that, smokin' we elope
God bless the who grows the:
Lone Ranger from, out of the born
Knowledge supreme over nearly anyone that's afraid to dream try...
You think those guys look like they'll ever be to my record collection? (laughing)
A of football jocks, 'What do you got here? A bunch of old albums or something?'")
Transitions track 10 "Vanity"