Luyện nghe bài hát The Answer

Jesus christ was a
A pimpin' big daddy with a lincoln car
Drove it real with the fly-ass hos
Playing with the devil for the greatest applause

came the question
And came the answer
And came the ultimate question:
Are you
Then the messiah,
Lost and with the resurrection
And with of deep precision
With the schools of thought
Teaching us the brain
It got heavy, we dancing

van three grand
We don't to make it

Act a man, boy
We don't have to it

I said come comma comma some more
Kick up the club floor, what ya came for
Leave your big booty round at my porch
And leave your big ugly frown back out the door
your big plans, your high ideals
'cause a quicksand for the way you feel
they put you down the river and they leave you squeal
Come on, squeal like a pig how the girl feels

We're leaving, leaving our machine very evening
programming your head
So believing
No to complicate, it's all illusion
Anyways, I feel the got boring

van three grand
We have to make it

Act a man, boy
We don't to make it

Hey heston
did alright without a handgun
If you're horny for God let give some

I'm d, no one the finer
The queen and king, from here to
All the ladies love to give me the boom boom boom
Back to my room where it's hurry hurry hurry and
A bottle of and a pasta plate
Kick up the baby, down the hate
'cause the bran van brothers do not
Say hurry hurry rush
moving so fast that you're out of touch
Money money got your head in a mush
Now bush has got the button, is he gonna
Well, some little joker got a deal
internet wiggers and keepin' it real
You're sweatin' like a to put the gravy on your meal
And now you just found out you lost your sex

Bran van three
We don't have to it

Act a man, boy
We have to make it

The answer...
(can you me higher? )
...is in the dancer.