Luyện nghe bài hát The Garden

(Verse)
Welcome to the garden that you and Jim larden
Where weed trees around the things that leave the parted
By AKs and bags you think are full of garbage
Guess the game of weapon are attained Osamas
Who, by the way, is still alive, and stays to say
And told me to you that hes just laying low
Then the TV paid to take the blame
For what happened to the towers, so America take control.
Im making plans smush, but aint rock and roll,
Just a out of the crazyness of the life I know
Inside it me slow, blow your mind out of hole
You fly back to return to its home
Im like a war of lyrics but much more in the spirit
Im trying to come out with spell and control
Of single area code across the globe
For every fairy tower tell it and bold
Is something the common cold,
No find a cure for me, so I just hang around until its time to go
And come back when I to,
And play personas for viruses, like bird flu and flu.
Or what happens in line is next that been to
it slowly with a knife, is human zu
Its jay with a shade in alley way
Dont ask me who I am, who the fuck are you, fucking
All my bars in rhymes move in
Think of me like marry but he cant get into me
By all the pussy hoes
You think I mistake to em,
to be inside my teeth.
In the down next, a rain check,
of blazing you I probably roll the place to bless
Barber spraying to the date the game starts
sense, wont stop until Im dead,
Thats why I move great extence,
Bring me back to life in fifty years
And I reign on recognize.
Then came back with a diet jacking eyes
See words to me is worst the devils eyes
I never went to it a part and made me jealous
Throw my up, I admit
That I want my to be, cause I feel like a man cuff
But now I broke free, Im never bankrupt
Rappers think that stiff rather that who is this
Just I go hard, lapoon start, you know this is
New mandoon into a and know what this is
Until you hide unlike the and is the cuntoshionist
I see men metals, I think we need to pause a bit
Cause I aint hating for the day that I start some stuff
Probably like and old
And first upon myself from all the bullshits
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 kept me still
I with diabetes, time to meet my tombstone in fucking wheel
Listen, sometimes to get signed, but thats irrelevant,
I try to make, but I never had a lucky
So you breads can climb my kill
Cause tv is on the run for money
And in my hands theyre on the they want it too
Im own team, you me,
through the whole scene, screaming dang it Im a zin
With whippers snappers drapping on it still
What the fuck is with that man chapper that you
Crackers smacking everywhere, just like the weed and
My backyard is too for tench marsh.
Fuck all the little who keep saying my name
never be as ill.