Luyện nghe bài hát The Substance

Four rooms, a ceiling and a floor but more
(close to insanity)
A desk with a subtle light, a window and a
(close to insanity)
One bottle of the bluest inks your 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 the influenza fresh
Meshed with that appear to shrink before my very breath
These tides of woe and malice and initiate a wave crash
Splashing my offspring graves prior to birth it's bleak
Malarky farce sergeant crooked and sleek eyes glow
I'm shook in a freak show
OK I strobe effects projective when I
So I resign this chorus
linked we let our eyelids fall and pilots stall
With what I sing I'll open lash light and dark to dim the wattage
Then see the wide eyed dry grays and supplied fiery
Well I am a hostage guiding yet pushed beneath the climate
Hiding the levy while the stubborn rivers rise and feel this
I wish heavenly brevity centered hate pedigrees of dead serenity
God damn have remembered me
It me, it wrenched me, tempted me to employ it
Apprehended me and rendered me in its voyage
How these have turned
Hand to the bottle with the skull and cross bones off the label
Sip the ladle drank the begging for dead
off with a zephyr tread and leg in a web
Caught triple-six couriers beckon fled
OK OK I get it
Let 'em shake a then release 'em
Like as if ghostly hysterics would leash on completion
Odium, patience ran his commando
Just a litigant stretchin' to touch but couldn't quite catch the angle
I'm trained as corner stone famine
So my within a heart of hearts still belly up and parched, come on

(yeah, yeah, it)

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

Undeniably amused by the way the fuse
By the way the clues in front of my eyes
To fertilize germination of for me for we
For he who's sucked into the trench dug
I don't pull the plug
Hug on my like in a dream
Centipede leader through a meaty greed league
I can tell by the way the needs from a seed
If the breed should have ever been bread 'nuff

Whether compared to and cocoon
To emerge or a spark's soon a to a surge
All I need is the nourishment, the courage and the
To ascend from a number to grave blade
Hunter, cleric, swordsman,
More like I'm walking with a broken ring
Mood swingin' from the mezzanine
Here to the edge
My team's settled on the to pledge
It's that.

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

(yeah, check, huh, uh)

Now, all hail defenders of the trash
(close to insanity)
I was hidden, yet I slid in 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 still be over
(close to insanity)

(It's that)