Luyện nghe bài hát The Substance

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

(yeah, yo)
I'm bitten, slippin' away titanic burden nurses
Where the clergy purge their value burning service
And warped was I huddled beneath the fresh
Meshed with impressions appear to shrink before my very breath
These of woe and malice and mirth initiate a wave crash
my offspring graves prior to birth it's looking bleak
Malarky farce sergeant crooked and sleek emerald eyes
I'm shook in a freak side
OK I strobe effects when I blink
So I resign chorus line
When linked we let our fall and pilots stall
With what I sing I'll open lash light and dark clash to dim the
Then see the wide dry grays and supplied fiery colossus
Well I am a hostage guiding yet beneath the crazes climate
Hiding behind the levy while the stubborn rivers and feel this
I wish heavenly brevity centered hate pedigrees instead of dead
God damn must remembered me
It clinched me, it me, tempted me to employ it
Apprehended me and rendered me suspended in its
How tables have turned
Hand to the bottle with the skull and cross bones scribbled off the
Sip the ladle drank the burn 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 shake a then release 'em
Like as if ghostly hysterics leash on banded completion
Odium, patience ran his commando
Just a litigant stretchin' to touch tranquil but couldn't quite catch the
I'm trained as stone famine troopers
So my tray within a heart of hearts still up and parched, come on

(yeah, yeah, it)

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

Undeniably by the way the fuse burn
By the way the clues churn in of my eyes
To fertilize germination of for me for we
For he who's sucked into the fully dug
I wanna pull the plug
Hug on my canteen in a dream
leader speedin' through a meaty greed league
I can tell by the way the needs bleed from a
If the breed should have been bread 'nuff said

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

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

(yeah, check, huh, uh)

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

(It's that)