Luyện nghe bài hát Syrup

[Verse 1: Rock]
The dirty dishes are self-aware
Even the roaches "I wouldn't raise my children here"
Simple syrup in his veins, dirty nails, brain
Eyes wide, spine like a saltlick a rain (pssss)
ASR Schroder split the rent with ghosts and bacterial
Might poltergeists prints through his Folgers, gross
Home is where the sojourn
Dead sea tub
Never mind his
Party at the penthouse carpeted in pet
full of black deli meat and dead air
Sill prefer it to the overbearing lens
And death Plinko and an at risk ego
System, egos over peace, love, and
shooting everything
Media's a show
Religion is a for cut-throats
no

[Hook 1: Aesop
I going out there, man
I trust no one out there, man
You even know what's out there, man
Man

[Verse 2: Homeboy
Sycophants is on the prowl so I need to do laundry
dry myself with paper towels
Can't have a decent with the butcher, baker, or candlestick maker
At they smoking vapor now
I still am not going to vacate and breaking out
such a boring scene
I found more in quarantine
Accommodations rate
At least it's an environment that I can
I was Warren G
I got a fan and full of ice cubes
what's popping on the street
I sweep up mice poo
I waged a war against the spiders and was with the mosquitoes
But these blood leave a bump
Those blood always want to free-load
Yo, who's that in my key hole trying to keep it on the d-low
Plain and simple, mine's my simple mind
So I'm closing all the windows and I'm shutting all the

2: Homeboy Sandman]
I ain't out there, son
I don't no one out there, son
I don't know what's out there, son
Son

3: Open Mike Eagle]
Yo, I got a TV and my house has four of 'em
Some of y'all is cutting the or mad more of 'em
foraging, I do the shit that I can sit and do
Maybe in the future we can fly by a room
Or order from Grub Hub but it ain't no pasta
Outside is where my distant cousins get shot to
Plus I'm very broke, I even got a buck for the ferry boat
If something dope throw it on periscope
A meerkat? Seen it. I ain't to hear that
I'm planted in my because home is where it's weird at
I want I locate with little to no wait
Through a vast network of homies work for post-rates
spies still sitting here, so watch me rotate
Outsiders for the prize says "sugar in jams"
charged, apps in hand, I'm a handy-man
If you want to me some energy come and visit me

3: Open Mike Eagle]
Because I ain't out there, fam
I don't no one out there, fam
I even know what's out there, fam