Luyện nghe bài hát Speaking Of Tongues

You don't have to be so to share what's inside
you're daddy's little superstar
And you're mama's little butterfly, fly

A strange strange of verses and reverses
Adlibs and rehearses, clouds burst and words
An argument out

It's one we've all heard before, it's
Had us all snoring the first line
One another chimed in perfect time
Tired rehashes of petty cashes and

You shoulda coulda's and why you do this
Crippling aimed at the heart to inflame and impart blame
like Mumia, verbal diarrhea
Spasms creating between the souls of two or two billion

Nations torn apart, station to damnation
much deliberation and very little consideration
To the return on the damage from the
condemnation

Then denyin' like colorization of an old and white
a revision of the recent last night
The fight that with two words, I'm right

You don't have to be so scared to share inside
'Cause you're daddy's little
And you're little butterfly, fly high

But of the fight ends with no resolution
a vow for retribution, substitution
Execution, electrocution, ruthless, and truthless
Mumbling page after page of excuses

Abuses of the gift of the Gab, the trumpeter
upon us a voice with a choice
And a tongue kept by years of salivating
For oysters, and aphrodisiacs

in an ugly shell, always too chewy and gooey
So they get whole
But a tongue is so much more than a for greed
a disciple I feed

A tongue is for fur or for licking wounds
Or newcomers into a room
Or those fresh from the womb
Without a tongue there would be no

Swoons, June's the moon
No bees pollinating no in bloom
No recitation of words at the foot of a
Or wills read aloud of the family

You probably couldn't even blow up a
And that would be a because exhales the name of the game
Exhale from the heart, not the lungs
Speak from the heart, not from the

You don't have to be so scared to share what's
'Cause you're daddy's little
And you're mama's little butterfly, fly

Listening is understanding and finding
is the action of soul satisfaction
A tongue can make wishes and also fine
a sweet cake and also cast disses

But nothing compares to the voice from
Without it we might just be
Up to no good shenanigans
Learn to be movers of the stones

That the heart and turn humans to clones
to forgive, set free the bones
Touch with your flesh, take off the gloves
Love like your life on it because it does

You don't have to be so scared to share what's
'Cause you're daddy's little
And you're little butterfly, fly high

You don't to be so scared to share what's inside
'Cause you're daddy's superstar
And you're mama's little butterfly, fly high, high, flying high