Luyện nghe bài hát Shovel

I don't shrug of the ramifications of my shovel
Lovin the consequences of the jungle
I'm huggin the cyclo Gemini stooped from viewin the puzzle
I don't budge the motives encased inside the gauntlets hung in X2

My kitchen sink leaks like itching to speak a secret
'bout the world spins yet nobody's pledged allegiance and
His beaming smile knew a private agony that
And when the met divinity I sat to watch the merge
It goes pandemonium
Ya'll mutha stand up volunteer tantrums while your playin summin vivid
Play your sympathy card the misery clash
And a basket case is in a matrix with elastic stitches

Raggin a bag of lonely remnants
Short of like you're short of fresh
a portable mess
Carpetbagger spearheading tear pretentious art critics, orphans
Trying to dismiss those pioneering fortunes
You're a
Pushin for lacin up paper weights walkin on stilts talking
You the hand of God and I'm like
What are all these evils that plagued the hearts of man by sweet talking border patrol until fold and let them in
You got your life in a basket you could say instant classic
Like the king of the mountain a boost
I'll bury the hook in my just to volunteer at live aid clinics
For the thrill of 9 great with 18 bloody lips, spittin
Beanstalk, chalking before figures fly
Walking trying to get down
Prominent ghost town litigate battle pitch darkness when the light switch hits the circuit board breaker
in the greater half of nature
See money go wild when the exploitation incubated lovely
*piggy leader* colony to comfort
Numb enough to deny the sin pins and needles even punctured
Till he wont define his STILL FUNCTIONS

I don't shrug instead of the of my shovel
Lovin the consequences of uprooting the
I'm huggin the cyclo stooped contenders from viewin the puzzle
I don't budge the motives inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X2

Burn burn em
Stuck plumage out the poultry
in bulk on a sofa with ductape upholstery
Dirty doc stellar space
Stoned by the commoners for
Psuedo bloaters * buy beats till bloated*
Happy trail hitchhikers guide to oblivion
with a thankless 9-5 chapter
You can sign your life after the
soldiers pickin with buddy system logistic motors like Noah's ark ticket holders, pivot
All in a breath
I
hit up or shatter a day when television run over baboon heart transplants
Sketching a glass partially empty their hand cramps
With a iceman dance (?) and with a (?)
But I do
Yeah yeah maybe it's all over, maybe I won the before the machine ate my quarter
I mean attention's a must
You wanna be overlooked
Yeah but you don't wanna be looked too much
One up for the dashed hopes of fishermen who crashed boats
and the angels who never hit a bad when harmonising
I'm an armour farmer
I'm an archer rising with a drawn bow for the karma where the bulls eye clings and
Dense, spreads like new names at the bench
Either you drink it or sink it, coz there ain't no on the fence
You make me chuckle child, it's kitchen now, miss
Recognize life is merely bait for bigger fish

I don't instead of the ramifications of my shovel
Lovin the consequences of the jungle
I'm huggin the cyclo Gemini stooped contenders from viewin the
I don't budge the encased inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X4

inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X2