Luyện nghe bài hát The Garden

(Verse)
Welcome to the garden that you and Jim larden
Where trees grow around the things that leave the parted
By AKs and black you think are full of garbage
Guess the game of weapon are attained like
Who, by the way, is still alive, and stays to say
And told me to you that hes just laying low
disclose the TV paid to take the blame
For what happened to the towers, so America could control.
Im making smush, but this aint rock and roll,
Just a snipp out of the of the life I know
Inside it grind me slow, blow your mind out of
You fly back to return to its rightful
Im like a war whole of but much more in the spirit
Im trying to come out with spell and control
Of every single area code across the
For every fairy tower it straight and bold
Is something like the cold,
No ones find a cure for me, so I hang around until its time to go
And back when I decide to,
And play personas for viruses, like bird flu and flu.
Or what happens in line is that been designed to
Kill it with a knife, is human zu
Its jay lardan with a in alley way
Dont ask me who I am, who the fuck are you, fucking
All my in rhymes move in synchracy
Think of me like marry but he cant get into me
By virgin all the pussy
You think that I to em,
Instinct to be my teeth.
In the next, take a rain check,
of blazing you I probably roll the place to bless
Barber spraying to the date the game starts
Make sense, stop until Im dead,
Thats why I into great extence,
Bring me back to life in fifty thousand
And I on whoever recognize.
Then came with a diet coke jacking eyes
See words to me is worst through the devils
I went to it lost a part and made me jealous
Throw my hands up, I
That I want my hands to be, I feel like a man cuff
But now I broke free, Im leaving bankrupt
Rappers think that that stiff rather that who is
Just know I go hard, lapoon start, you this is
New mandoon a fool and know what this is
Until you hide the moonlight and is the cuntoshionist
I see men collecting metals, I think we need to a bit
Cause I aint hating for the day that I start making some
like and old friend
And first veil upon myself from all the
Anyways, I stray away from 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 kept me
I lost with diabetes, time to my tombstone in fucking wheel
Listen, sometimes to get signed, but thats irrelevant,
I try to make, but I had a lucky deal
So you can climb my money kill
Cause tv is on the run for still
And in my hands theyre on the blodd want it too
Im own team, you me,
Running through the whole scene, dang it Im a zin
With your snappers drapping on it still
What the is with that man chapper that you killed
Crackers smacking everywhere, just the weed and pills
My backyard is too for tench marsh.
Fuck all the little who keep saying my name
Youll be as ill.