Luyện nghe bài hát Tetra

Don't fool with his

I turn a staff to a and back, evade crack
Shake a in shades and a fake stache
made of 5 worse bikes, uphill
Tabletop on dutch tilt, crush kill
or buy point-op arcade punk (?)
Talkin arcane science, dark age (?)
Four eyes face, bark Aes iron on (?)
Pork rinds orange age, brains die alone
No Mulligans, crow bird cage
Cold, colonize Mars on day
And surface from the cellar door worms into the petrichor
Messenger, better get a for a Tetris score
Zilch, homies call me press ignore
Devastating exploding off his Tesla coil
Farm baited breath and tremors
That taught a man to with 10 percent of his fingers
And I never lost tic tac toe to a live
For the footage, Im off cam fishin
For diamondback rattles in his grail
Evoke colony via gross betrayal
3 wolf moon shirt, two one sock
Wore the hoodie everyday like Mumra
Buh-dum-bum, follow the regenerated flesh (?)
Out of sorts, out of water, tetrafish
Who stood by the conviction in his we should be less forevermore
Before we are the severed heads of war
And basing(?) ricochet off the silver foil
Trash can fire for a kill to grill or spoil
Quickly, purveyors of fine
I know, this is why we have nice things
I prefer to skip the
Flip the diner table, dip in time for jeopardy

No
Oh and fool with his cool
Ma, can we get a
Is a no?

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Okay, magpies, Hoarders, and allied
Who lick zig-zags dragged by horses
Transcribe stories in patterns of pins
Skinned boars and exaggerated
Slow Mozart, no Ive never a knocking
Mightve burst in on it, or skin popping(?)
Opt out, on the eve of no saints day
Locate and aim for the propane tank
Bang! Followed a pulling of hair
To a homecoming sullied by a skull on a
It a human resources issue to public affair
is a pestilent compulsion to bear
And ultimately unfulfilling, concurrently that rigid upper grudge or crippling (?)
The twins are bitching
Armchair hater, I wouldnt piss on your
But when I see picture I draw dicks on it
The ozone tux
Holds chicken wire and papier mache guts
Pipe cleaner mustache, folk hands(?) eyes
gas face, no plan to humanize
You are now with the worst
Nothing up his sleeve, here is what it seems
Paranormal weather, mysteriously disappearing
Not to mention the collateral delirium it
Jeez, forgive him and he past
He a tiny town called Deaths Icy Grasp
And he dont get out much but he do its beetlemania
Do not be asleep at the feet of his feelers
Too charitable, offerin the average joe some estate
Between the big mouth billy bass and
Cozy in a of bliss
Snatch the food off your plate, snatch a goat off a
No