Luyện nghe bài hát The Garden

(Verse)
Welcome to the garden hates you and Jim larden
Where weed trees grow the things that leave the parted
By AKs and black you think are full of garbage
Guess the game of are attained like Osamas
Who, by the way, is still alive, and stays to say
And told me to you that hes just laying low
Then disclose the TV paid to take the
For what to the towers, so America could take control.
Im making plans smush, but this rock and roll,
Just a snipp out of the of the life I know
Inside it grind me slow, blow your out of hole
You fly back to return to its rightful
Im like a war whole of lyrics but much more in the
Im trying to out with spell and take control
Of single area code across the globe
For every fairy tower tell it straight and
Is something like the cold,
No ones find a cure for me, so I just hang around until its to go
And come back I decide to,
And personas for viruses, like bird flu and swine flu.
Or happens in line is next that been designed to
Kill it with a knife, is human zu
Its jay with a shade in alley way
Dont ask me who I am, who the are you, fucking rude?
All my in rhymes move in synchracy
Think of me like marry but he cant get into me
By all the pussy hoes
You that I mistake to em,
to be inside my teeth.
In the next, take a rain check,
Instead of blazing you I probably roll the to bless
Barber spraying to the damn date the game
sense, wont stop until Im dead,
Thats why I move into extence,
Bring me back to in fifty thousand years
And I reign on recognize.
Then came back with a diet coke jacking
See words to me is worst the devils eyes
I never went to it lost a part and made me
my hands up, I admit
That I want my to be, cause I feel like a man cuff
But now I broke free, Im leaving bankrupt
Rappers think that that stiff rather who is this
Just I go hard, lapoon start, you know this is
New mandoon into a fool and know what is
Until you hide the moonlight and is the cuntoshionist
I see men collecting metals, I think we to pause a bit
Cause I aint hating for the day that I start making some
Probably and old friend
And first veil upon myself all the bullshits
Anyways, I never stray away real,
All I can do, I guess, is demonstrate the way I
The way I speak, the way I move, the way I breathe, the way I am
So real life got me chasing and that me still
I lost with diabetes, time to meet my tombstone in fucking
Listen, sometimes to get signed, but thats irrelevant,
I try to make, but I had a lucky deal
So you breads can my money kill
Cause tv is on the run for still
And in my hands theyre on the they want it too
Im own team, you me,
Running the whole scene, screaming dang it Im a zin
With your whippers drapping on it still
What the fuck is that man chapper that you killed
Crackers smacking everywhere, like the weed and pills
My is too rough for tench marsh.
Fuck all the little pricks who keep my name
never be as ill.