Luyện nghe bài hát Shovel

I don't instead 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 X2

My kitchen sink leaks like your itching to a secret
'bout the world spins yet nobody's pledged allegiance and
His beaming smile knew a 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 your playin summin vivid
Play your sympathy card the misery clash
And a basket case is in a classless matrix with stitches

Raggin a bag of lonely poem
Short of breath like you're of fresh
a portable mess
Carpetbagger spearheading tear pretentious art critics, orphans
Trying to dismiss those their fortunes
a spectacle
Pushin for pedagogue lacin up paper 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 before you could say instant
Like the of the mountain requires a boost
I'll bury the hook in my belly just to at live aid clinics
For the thrill of 9 great mimics with 18 bloody lips,
Beanstalk, chalking outlines before fly
Walking uphill trying to get
Prominent ghost town litigate battle pitch darkness when the light switch hits the *artistry* circuit board
Service in the half of nature
See money go wild shook when the exploitation lovely
Warmingly *piggy leader* colony to
Numb enough to deny the sin pins and evil even punctured
Till he wont define his TOURNIQUET STILL

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

burn em mostly
Stuck plumage out the poultry
Soaking in bulk on a sofa ductape upholstery
Dirty doc space medic
Stoned by the commoners for
Psuedo * buy them beats till bloated*
Happy hitchhikers guide to spanning oblivion
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 when television run over heart transplants
Sketching a glass partially till their hand cramps
With a dance (?) and stand with a (?)
But I do
Yeah yeah maybe all over, maybe I won the game before the machine ate my quarter
I mean absorbing a must
You wanna be overlooked
Yeah but you don't be looked over too much
One up for the dashed hopes of fifty fishermen who crashed
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 the bulls eye clings and argues
Dense, spreads like new names at the bench
Either you drink it or sink it, coz ain't no sitting on the fence
You make me chuckle child, it's hells kitchen now,
Recognize your life is merely bait for fish

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

Encased inside the gauntlets hung in X2