Luyện nghe bài hát That Black Bat Licorice

Behave
yourself
You need to yourself, boy

Yeah, she's built for like a black castrum doloris
for the needy, like Neechy, Froyd and Horris
But I'm skin, flint, broke, making no money, jokes
But baby, I won't with you

My are burning like I roll 'em in hypocaust
But the Roman's are gone, they changed their name their lost
She writes like a jack chick comic
Just a bunch of propaganda, make my histrionic; like this, and this

I mean, she's my
But she me get avuncular
And my monkey is jumping
I got no for making up for her

I fantasize about the
The army, a silo, confinement, in
Any where there's a time to clear my vision

I it out
in my mouth
Just like Black Bat Licorice
Yeah, Black Bat Licorice
Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat

I wanna cut out my and let you hold onto it for me
Cause without my skull to my sounds it might get boring
I've got the wit of the stickers with lock precision
And the faces of the moon all of my deicisons like this

Women need to know, I play dumb a lumbo
And get my feelings hurt and move to NY i'm Dumbo
Don't you to lose the part of the brain that has opinions?
To not even what you are doing
Or care about yourself or your species in the

Yeah, I to spit it out
Oh, whatever's in my
I have to it out (behave your self)
Just like Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat
That Black Bat Licorice, I never liked it, I never
Now state the damn thing with the violin

Whatever you me
I you right back
But it will do no