Luyện nghe bài hát The Answer

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

First came the
And then the answer
And then the ultimate question:
Are you
Then the messiah,
and found with the resurrection
And with of deep precision
the schools of thought complexion
Teaching us the brain
It got heavy, we started

Bran van grand
We don't have to it

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

I said comma comma comma some more
Kick up the club floor, that's what ya for
Leave big booty round at my front porch
And leave your big frown back out the back door
Forget your big plans, your ideals
'cause it's a quicksand for the way you
When they put you down the river and they leave you
Come on, squeal like a pig how the summer girl

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

Bran van grand
We have to make it

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

Hey charlton
did alright without a handgun
If horny for God let dizzy give some

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

van three grand
We have to make it

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

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