Luyện nghe bài hát The Substance

Four rooms, a ceiling and a but there's more
(close to insanity)
A desk with a subtle light, a and a door
(close to insanity)
One bottle of the bluest your iris ever saw
(close to insanity)
One child prodigy with a in his core
(close to insanity)

(yeah, yo)
I'm frost bitten, away titanic burden nurses
Where the anti-hero clergy purge value burning service
And warped was I huddled beneath the fresh
Meshed with that appear to shrink before my very breath
These tides of woe and and mirth initiate a wave crash
my offspring graves prior to birth it's looking bleak
Malarky sergeant crooked and sleek emerald eyes glow
I'm shook in a side show
OK I strobe effects when I blink
So I resign chorus line
linked we let our eyelids fall and pilots stall
With what I sing I'll open light and dark clash to dim the wattage
Then see the wide eyed dry grays and fiery colossus
Well I am a guiding yet pushed beneath the crazes climate
Hiding behind the levy while the stubborn rivers rise and feel
I wish heavenly brevity centered hate pedigrees instead of serenity
God damn must remembered me
It clinched me, it wrenched me, me to employ it
Apprehended me and rendered me suspended in its
How tables have turned
Hand to the bottle the skull and cross bones scribbled off the label
Sip the ladle drank the begging for dead
Concerns off a zephyr tread and leg in a web
Caught triple-six couriers they fled
OK OK I get it
Let 'em a little then release 'em
Like as if ghostly hysterics would on banded completion
Odium, patience ran his commando
Just a litigant to touch tranquil but couldn't quite catch the angle
I'm trained as corner stone troopers
So my tray within a heart of hearts belly up and parched, come on

(yeah, yeah, it)

I'm a observer alerted not yet retreating
(close to insanity)
The climate hovered slightly above freezing
(close to insanity)
Now everybody in the populis my reply
(close to insanity)
I spit a billion tiny white lights into the sky
(close to insanity)

Undeniably amused by the way the burn
By the way the clues in front of my eyes
To fertilize of concern for me for we
For he sucked into the trench fully dug
I don't wanna pull the
Hug on my canteen like in a
Centipede leader speedin' a meaty greed league
I can tell by the way the needs bleed from a
If the breed should have ever been 'nuff said

Whether to caterpillar and cocoon
To emerge or a spark's a bloom to a surge
All I need is the nourishment, the courage and the
To ascend from a to grave blade runner
Hunter, cleric, swordsman,
More like I'm walking a broken mood ring
Mood swingin' from the mezzanine
Here to bevel the
My team's settled on the ledge to
like that.

In the summer it rains buckets of pains
In the winter it's the same with an climate change
The remaining two balance the polar values equally for midrange
Yet the songs of thirst the same
You could turn the whole reservoir to liquor
Hell, split the on its seams if it boosts your esteem
I never span of attention lest my brethren signal fresh
So do magic miracle worker I'll remain unimpressed
For the flux, the fix, the
For the that little Billy up the block obtained a lovely hand cannon
I'd examined pilot (right) when filibuster won (yeah)
Concluded the few we're tuned with were now of his movement (oh shit)
It's intriguing, yet I I knew somewhere something was leaking
Now I honor instinct
Bring settler runaways boogie bastard clicks
To bypass glass stature walking graph
Militant split the sun and sip the filament
Tracer, is to lab rat primes
try to grace these sacred lips with his maze or a dirty wine
He knew, he brewed the just to mock the lesser budgets
Then off all trickery bought off the public and screamed victory
Tunnel the mite infested grillage and the rig
As fast a Aesop and his ten little fingers could dig trigger revenge
Tip the goblet in the dirt review my words in the puddle
Peace to faint struggle the fuck out and out

(yeah, check, huh, uh)

Now, all hail of the trash talk
(close to insanity)
I was hidden, yet I slid in just to rip the off
(close to insanity)
I'm seventy-six inches of all the purest
(close to insanity)
So y'all dig me six feet deep my eyes would still be over ground
(close to insanity)

(It's that)