Luyện nghe bài hát The Outcome

[Jessica Moore]
Global warming my legs, screams against the waves
Gave birth to thirteen daughters, so now we run out of water
My skin layered in and sage
Left alone and confused, enslaved by days
keeps on whorin us
Ghetto saviors can't keep us
Flowers and flames, flutes from her
Rifles pointed her sac
or was it simply a bag of and stones
way, she wore a compass on her head
Rains don't stop the from turnin red
Her hair was half perm, half
We gave up in a past-life and so we dance
Arms wrapped around my breath and choked me to life
A new wife, reflecting the sun and rolling dice
Symbol of the yet to come - too late to run
Time was late
Watching was a blind man's
All his assets melted right in of his face
His right leg drabbed with demon
Shoes stayed laced
Never count your with haste
Even a prophet can catch a
Didn't realize how the future might taste
Telepathically cutting mental gates
Words were weapons against their
Shepherds search for in her hair
Her chest grew like yeast
She broke her like aged bread
He gave her truth from all the books he'd
She her poems inside the mud
Sacrificed her to fix the future
Named their boys and spit truth his mouth
warm prophet, writing twisted scriptures inside her belly
Resurrected bones and dirt
She made hard niggaz
Left her seeds inside the
Gave hustlers and killers worth
is the life we chose, remember who was here first
Find a reason why you
Gold rushed tongues by dreams too
Sporting electronic
Hoeing humanity love-ticks over
Despite the damage to destiny you can't the best of me
In God We Still