Luyện nghe bài hát Porno For Pyros

Back in the of fire
Sayin' my style's dated is like checkin' to see if wine
Salut, of that bar in the car
Cheffin' up in the truck halal food
Got them raps for you, I ain't gyros
Get on the mic and spit that for pyros
I'm not concerned with viral
Knew I'd be the
Droogs was in the recess throwin' spirals
Mad punches, I was throwin' spiral notebooks
Even wrote for you to say
Now look at me
Rockin' and Lollapalooza
Get dollars up, loser
While we worked hard, you and bickered, now you broke
I can see that malt liquor stain on your
Need to stop poppin' junk and that Henny
But don't start a over the bottle
Get rocked in your with it
Then we'll really see your numbskull, should've to be humble
Sprayin', it's plagued to run up on you with a gun
Stick safety pins in face like you punk rock

The kid vicious Sid
Dukin' your hot mom 'til my johnny get rotten on rotten com
Only bustin' these sex pistols now on
in BK, that's all we play
I'm sittin', thinkin' in the
Hit my boo up like, "When we in the park?"
Take it to the head, ball courts, finger the tote
You lames in the crib playin' Papa
This ain't rap, hip-hop with a hard rock approach
Jethro meets Death Row, Row tone
Pull a Knight, make you drink piss
Who you think you is? You a thug, you listen to Incubus
Son, new streets'll break heart
I know cats murk it and take part in a Stop the Violence march
up young dweller in the elevator
And watch the footage on 12 later
Doin' hot boy to get 'em knocked
The old heads "Chill, let him rock"
Wildin' that death metal, desperately need an alternative
Most of kids dyin' ain't even get a turn to live
Go straight from Juvy to
Talkin' 'bout how they move yay, off like a duvet
Only folk they know is the game, heard of Joan Baez
Lot of freaks were bi, les
I paint pictures hi-res
[?], the parachute light blinkin' in the room
'Bout to go to my old way, true, true
You know I don't fuck Coldplay and U2

U2? I hate them mothafuckas - yo suck! Yo what happened to all the good rock music? I wanna know! Man, yo 92.3, remember that? Yo I'm 'bout to cop a guitar, Skiz 'bout to get on bass, RTC on the drums. Yo forreal, we're gonna take over. Yo we the new Alice in Chains. Yo I'm watchin' Clerks right now, on the big screen

Guy 1: beautiful, man
Guy 2: And he's Russia, too
Girl: No way, what part of
Guy 2: I don't fuckin' know, do I look his fuckin' biographer?