Luyện nghe bài hát The Fine Print

Render Geedorah what is Geedorah's
Tend to when he seizure through a and a tweezers
the fine print and be like, "What's the big deal?"
Spun wheels-of-steel since broke Big Wheel
when it was greasy S-curl, now it's easy dread
Had a rhyme on how they used to tease him 'bout his peasy
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
to it go, bang, through and through a Kangol
A combination of a king who use slang flow
Two-thirds slow, one-third

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

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

And get duller a bake roll with no butter

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

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

Lying on their first birth and couldn't even a Smurfberry

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

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

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

make him catch a seizure