Luyện nghe bài hát Shovel

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

My kitchen sink like your itching to speak a secret
'bout the world spins yet nobody's allegiance and why?
His beaming smile a private agony that burns
And when the children met divinity I sat to watch the
It pandemonium live
Ya'll mutha fuckers stand up volunteer while your playin summin vivid
Play sympathy card till the misery clash
And a basket case is in a classless matrix with stitches

Raggin a bag of lonely poem
Short of breath you're short of fresh
a portable mess
Carpetbagger spearheading tear peddeling art critics, orphans
Trying to dismiss those pioneering their
a spectacle
Pushin for pedagogue lacin up weights walkin on stilts talking
You touched the hand of God and I'm
What are all these evils that plagued the hearts of man by sweet talking border patrol until they and let them in
You got your in a basket before you could say instant classic
Like the king of the requires a boost
I'll the hook in my belly just to volunteer at live aid clinics
For the of 9 great mimics with 18 bloody lips, spittin
Beanstalk, outlines before figures fly
uphill trying to get down
Prominent ghost town litigate battle darkness when the light switch hits the *artistry* circuit board breaker
Service in the half of nature
See money go wild shook when the exploitation incubated
Warmingly *piggy leader* to comfort
enough to deny the sin pins and evil needles even punctured
Till he wont his TOURNIQUET STILL FUNCTIONS

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

burn em mostly
Stuck unplucking plumage out the
Soaking in bulk on a sofa with upholstery
Dirty doc stellar medic
Stoned by the for glowing
Psuedo bloaters * buy beats till bloated*
Happy trail hitchhikers guide to spanning
Complete with a thankless 9-5
You can sign your after the facts
Wicked soldiers pickin with buddy system logistic motors Noah's ark ticket holders, pivot
All in a breath
I
Sandman hit up or shatter a day television run over baboon heart transplants
Sketching a partially empty till their hand cramps
a iceman dance (?) and stand with a (?)
But I do
Yeah yeah maybe it's all over, maybe I won the game before the ate my quarter
I mean absorbing attention's a
You don't wanna be
Yeah but you don't wanna be looked over too
One up for the dashed of fifty fishermen who crashed boats
and the angels who never hit a bad note harmonising
I'm an plated farmer
I'm an archer rising a drawn bow for the karma where the bulls eye clings and argues
Dense, spreads like new names at the writers
Either you drink it or sink it, coz ain't no sitting on the fence
You make me child, it's hells kitchen now, miss
Recognize life is merely bait for bigger fish

I don't shrug of the ramifications of my shovel
the consequences of uprooting the jungle
I'm huggin the cyclo Gemini stooped from viewin the puzzle
I don't the motives encased inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X4

inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X2