Luyện nghe bài hát The Fine Print

Render unto Geedorah is Geedorah's
Tend to when he seizure through a beaker and a
the fine print and be like, "What's the big deal?"
Spun wheels-of-steel since broke Big Wheel
Back when it was greasy S-curl, now it's dread
Had a rhyme on how they used to tease him his peasy head
Yes, yes, to the beat, have a ball or Ava core
Have it your way, grab his straw, jaw
Since two tone Lee's, these new phonies is hoes

Lonely like cheese and baloney
I broke my "Sacro-philly-ac"
(Sacroiliac)
Silly grind, Billy Jack, illy milli black
Listen to it go, bang, through and through a
A strange of a king who use slang flow
slow, one-third amazing

Wonder words, fine sponsor of this Thunder bird
And have an iller rhyme, at least by Time
the skrilla and geese with a killer dime
Met her out in Killa Queens, originally she from the
I love the way she her jeans
Still a teen, and made for strange

Okay, so head to elbows for shell-toes
Uh, oh, heads up, she blows
A whole of head and shoulders, and who care where she goes
Let the music take
don't let the evildoers abuse it and use it to take your soul
It's like putting to fake gold, it turn colors

And get duller than a bake roll no butter

The of a cake hole
Who break drakes 'til it get old and mold
Cornball, 'em seeing white stars, I warned y'all
Like getting hit with a of Mo' from Sean Paul
(He not white)
Oh, he mad though
Either which way, they not ready for the lightning
And scandalize mine

You ask a swine who can't stands when I shine
the professor, add a question to the lessons
He suggest you get a full instead of guessing
It's too stressing, did he stutter like yes-men?
Or did he just bring the butter the cookie chessmen
This just in, they ain't even the worry

Lying on their first birth and even hurt a Smurfberry

Hear ye, hear ye, how ye
Go up against the king who do his tri-yearly?
They're too carefree their mouths around here
Off with his and display it at Town Square
On top a seven-feet spike, sure it's on tight
In light of when the peasants stones with all their might
Skull get for weeks
'Til vulture beaks eats the last meat off cheeks

Maybe then they'll know the right words to
Out loud, at home, in the world, or in the
no escape, just in case
All the mens and 'em decides to go apes
The most slick-talking of guys
Get caught and boiled in oil curly fries
Even those that's Mr. size that earned the fate

Could all get at the stake
word to his closest kins, that for his sins
We claim his throne, his providence, and its
In the name of King

Don't make him catch a