Luyện nghe bài hát Syrup

[Verse 1: Aesop
The dirty dishes are becoming
Even the roaches like "I wouldn't raise my here"
Simple syrup in his veins, dirty nails, lizard
Eyes wide, spine a saltlick a pissing rain (pssss)
ASR split the rent with ghosts and bacterial cultures
Might track poltergeists prints through his Folgers,
Home is where the unholy
sea bath tub
Never his welfare
Party at the carpeted in pet hair
Fridge full of black meat and dead air
prefer it to the overbearing lens flare
And death stare and an at risk ego
System, egos peace, love, and wisdom
Police everything
a fuck show
Religion is a scapegoat for
no

[Hook 1: Rock]
I going out there, man
I don't no one out there, man
You even know what's out there, man
Man

[Verse 2: Sandman]
Sycophants is on the prowl so I don't to do laundry
I'll dry myself paper towels
Can't have a conversation with the butcher, baker, or candlestick maker
At least smoking vapor now
I still am not going to vacate and ain't out
It's a boring scene
I found more buoyancy in
Accommodations rate
At least it's an environment I can regulate
I was Warren G
I got a fan and full of ice cubes
Fuck popping on the street
I gotta up mice poo
I a war against the spiders and was left with the mosquitoes
But these suckers leave a bump
Those blood suckers always want to
Yo, who's that peeking in my key hole trying to it on the d-low
Plain and simple, my favorite simple mind
So I'm all the windows and I'm shutting all the blinds

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

[Verse 3: Open Mike
Yo, I got a big-ass TV and my house has of 'em
of y'all is cutting the cords or mad more of 'em
Fuck foraging, I do the shit I can sit and do
in the future we can fly by a living room
Or from Grub Hub but it ain't no pasta left
Outside is my distant cousins get shot to death
Plus I'm very broke, I ain't even got a buck for the boat
If something dope happens it on periscope
A meerkat? Seen it. I ain't trying to that
I'm planted in my zone because home is it's weird at
Anything I want I locate with little to no
Through a vast network of homies that work for
Hella spies still here, so watch me rotate
for the prize says "sugar in traffic jams"
Device charged, in hand, I'm a handy-man
If you want to give me some come and visit me

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