Luyện nghe bài hát Shovel

I don't shrug of the ramifications of my shovel
Lovin the consequences of uprooting the
I'm the cyclo Gemini stooped contenders 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 and why?
His beaming knew a private agony that burns
And when the met divinity I sat to watch the merge
It pandemonium live
Ya'll mutha fuckers stand up volunteer tantrums while your playin summin
Play your sympathy card the misery clash
And a basket case is in a classless matrix elastic stitches

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

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

burn em mostly
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*
trail hitchhikers guide to spanning oblivion
Complete a thankless 9-5 chapter
You can your life after the facts
Wicked soldiers pickin with buddy system logistic motors like ark ticket holders, pivot
All in a breath
I
Sandman hit up or shatter a day when television run baboon heart transplants
Sketching a glass partially empty their hand cramps
a iceman dance (?) and stand with a (?)
But I do
Yeah yeah maybe it's all over, I won the game before the machine ate my quarter
I absorbing attention's a must
You don't wanna be
Yeah but you wanna be looked over too much
One up for the hopes of fifty fishermen who crashed boats
and the angels who never hit a bad when harmonising
I'm an plated farmer
I'm an archer rising with a drawn bow for the karma where the eye clings and argues
Dense, spreads new names at the writers bench
Either you drink it or sink it, coz there ain't no on the fence
You make me chuckle child, it's hells kitchen now,
Recognize your life is merely bait for bigger

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 budge the motives encased inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X4

inside the gauntlets hung in quotas X2