Luyện nghe bài hát Tetra

Don't fool with his

I turn a staff to a and back, evade crack
Shake a 5150 in and a fake stache
Dirtbike made of 5 bikes, uphill
Tabletop frames on tilt, crush kill
Make or buy point-op punk (?)
Talkin arcane science, age pull (?)
eyes card face, bark Aes iron on (?)
Pork rinds age, Jarred brains die alone
No Mulligans, crow bars cage
Cold, colonize Mars on day
And surface from the cellar door like worms the petrichor
Messenger, better get a vessel for a score
Zilch, cowabunga homies call me ignore
Devastating energy exploding off his Tesla
Farm baited and tempermental tremors
That a man to wave with 10 percent of his fingers
And I never lost tic tac toe to a chicken
For the footage, Im off cam dynamite
For diamondback in his holy grail
Evoke colony via gross betrayal
3 wolf moon shirt, two one sock
Wore the same hoodie like Mumra
Buh-dum-bum, follow the regenerated flesh (?)
Out of sorts, out of water, suicidal
Who stood by the conviction in his we should be together less
Before we are the heads of civil war
And basing(?) radio ricochet off the silver
can fire looking for a kill to grill or spoil
Quickly, purveyors of fine
I know, this is why we cant nice things
I prefer to the pleasantries
Flip the diner table, dip in time for final

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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 dropping
Skinned boars and limb-lopping
Slow Mozart, no Ive never heard a
Mightve burst in on it, or skin popping(?)
Opt out, on the eve of no saints day
Locate and aim for the token tank
Bang! Followed from a of hair
To a homecoming sullied by a skull on a
It spun a human resources to public affair
is a pestilent compulsion to bear
And ultimately unfulfilling, concurrently that rigid lipping grudge or crippling (?)
The wonder twins are
Armchair hater, I piss on your coffin
But when I see your I draw dicks on it
The ozone tux
Holds wire ribs and papier mache guts
Pipe cleaner mustache, hands(?) google eyes
Macaroni gas face, no 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 dicey
He from a tiny town called Deaths Icy
And he dont get out much but when he do its
Do not be asleep at the feet of his feelers
Too charitable, offerin the joe some real estate
Between the big mouth bass and jackalope
Cozy in a moment of
Snatch the food off plate, snatch a goat off a bridge
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