Luyện nghe bài hát Release Pt. 1, 2 and 3

(Release)
(Release)
(Release)

Prevalent melanin bailin
And carrying that'll give average lettermen callouses
with savageness, catalyst
Battling stagger right after the dagger is left in it
Cherish ? (Release)
Shatter algebra with calculus (give it up)
Damage your pattern I'm you so fabulous (give it up)
Enough is enough is enough and I'm busting up outta shell
In eruption and rupture structure the fuck with you (Release)
Up in you and cut you a
Huffing and puffing, absolutely nothing, disgusting
Plus I'm feeling me rushing up in country percussion
No woman gets in the boundaries
up if your lunging, I'm something, you're nothing (Release)
Now come see grunting, I'm
For one running
I'm stomping my foot your army
couldn't have stopped me with shoties
Oddity, why did he, why do these societies inside of societies
And still remain alive (Release) emcees
to flow, opting to go
Five and fifty-five syllables to go
Split em' with intentional dentinal pro
Unlimited flow unriveted, inhibited,
Now you can't get rid of it like (Release)
Magnificent, intimate, in it with, in a minute, be in a nicks
In it with a gig, big fat heads like eggs
Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol
It's time I beats release

breathlessness, outer restlessness
By the I caught up to freedom I was out of breath
Grandma me what I'm running for
I I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for
What mothers their youngens for
And some say coming for
For all I the earth is spinning slow
at half mast 'cause masses ain't aglow
On bended knee, prostrate an altered tree
I've made the forest me
Tables and
and prayers
Matter versus
A ladder
A wooden
A bottle of water
A encased in glass
A spirit in flesh
Sound from hollows
The thickest of released from heightened passion
A man that in his sleep
A truth that has gone out of
A mode of
A paint splattered
A carton of
A of corpses
A dying
A garden
A prison
A with a broken wick
A puddle that the sun
A of paper with my name on it
I'm
I
All
All that I am I have
All I have been has been a long time
I am all that I am
The that surrounds the mouth-piece of the flute
Unheard, yet
A gathered
A moisture
Sound in a bubble
into wind
Wind fellows and land
We are history's
Water soluble, light particles, articles of breath
Articles amending
These words are not tools of
They are shards of
from eight story windows
They are and gas leaks
Aged thoughts rolled in leaf
The of a trade
Barbers barred, of barters
Catch and misunderstandings
But they are not what I feel I am alone
by everything and nothing
And there isn't a word or to be caught
A to be recited
A man to de-fill my being in moments
I am blankness, the contained of an "O"
The containment of an "A"
I stand in the of all that I have learned
All I have memorized
All that I've known by
to reach any of it
There is no
There is no
It is a forgotten
A memorable escape route that only is found by not
There, in the spine of the dictionary the are worthless
are a mere weight pressing against my thoughtlessness
But then, who else can speak of with such confidence
Who else has learned to sling ancient ideas
Like dead rats by their tails
So as not to infect this newly oiled
I can think of heavier than an airplane
I can think of no greater conglomerate of and metal
I can think of nothing less to fly
There are no more weighted
I too have a heaviness
The of man guessing at my being
Yes I am
A homeless man making offerings to the
rubber tree forests out of worn tires and shoe soles
A nation unified in
A cloud of
A native pipe
All the gathered cigarette butts in heaps
Snow covered
Lipsticks smeared and
Offerings to an
Tattoo guns and plastic
zippers and dead eyed dolls
It's all me, oak and elming me
I have seeded a of myself
Little from tall trees
It matters not what paper be made of
Give me notebooks of human flesh
Dried on steel hooks and
Make of use, uses of us
It's all overwhelming me, oak and me
I have seeded a forest of
Little books from tall
On bended
before an altered tree
I've made the forest me
and chairs
Papers and
Matter vs. spirit, meditation
I my heart to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on exhalation

(Release)
(Release)
(Release)

The heaven-sent benevolent medicine man
Peddling deliverance that amphetamines to
The in the meadow of pestilence
Who developed a dependence on pessimism, now
Is he is, or is he
The most distinctive speaker seeping your sleepy speakers
Yes he is, oh, yes
So distinguished, so close some people half (?)
no secret, people, trust me
It's mostly
me up strait
But just on the gun scene
and fussing
They both so
Suppose it go in my stream
Let me this question
Ask anybody, just
They'll you that the antibody to the petty
Potty mouth to be
at something
To be the best of
And not to the dumb shit
you ain't missing nothing
You got to

Motivate, accelerate, never wait, your weight, throw away hate
Grow and make of your older dates
Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and fate
Just motivate, accelerate, never wait, the way, no escape
Take hold and shift shape, a longer day
Elevate, concentrate, get focus straight, and orchestrate fate

Astrologist, colleges this through the metropolis
The brown bomber, I'm in it, being prominent
Walking it, walking it, clean the scene, stalking it
Volcanic, got ya'll panicking, canyon
And, awe wait, all day
Outlandish bandits be slandering we mastering cause they can't catch us
They all for our downfall
Maybe one day,
You never get no balance if you're crooked so right, snake
I'm mongoosing on you, stormtrooping your form
Oncoming, enslaught, on one
Chopping you, I'll tomahawk, trauma
On running (?), rocking shit I was born
a Tom Thumb and I'm King Kong Bundy
Strong thunder, all summer long, keep on
Dawn, dusk, night,
I'll bust tight
Raw, just might (?)
With the motive, motivation

Motivate, accelerate, wait, know your weight, throw away hate
Grow and make weight of older gates
Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate
motivate, accelerate, never wait, show the way, no escape
Take hold and shift shape, live a day
Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and orchestrate