Luyện nghe bài hát THORNS & HORNS

[Verse 1: Lupe
Read my lips, clarinet, talk that walk, of steps
Two shots, parachutes, two drops, pair of
New drops, roofs, full bloom, bearin' fruits
Full moon put the in wolves', apparently put it in the air and shoot
Heirlooms that's I leave, heirlooms that's how I weave
They don't care to you and that's to you, this what I breathe
I'm the heir apparent a pair of parents
Taught me that sharin's so I spread the bread out
That's I need
To get in heaven when I bleed, get in hell when I breathe...
Get it? Inhale, I breathe
Maybe you'll get it when I breathe, levels to this shit
And there's devils on the level of this
We all ball even the gotta pitch
You fly so that's red bull and a
You can have that, that's
story, documentary
Ninja Turtle, sewer
Though continentally Side

I'm just riding around crown of thorns on my head
till I'm dead, yeah
Show respect (x5)
(Bow down to the nigga with the on his head)
(Everything red)
(Show no (x5)

[Verse 2:
I'm James with a blunt lit, my name ring like a phone call
It's only right that you meet defeat, I guess that's
Soulo ho, oh God, Lord knows you never said yes
Success, I'm on the verge-in, like I had sex
You upset as fake breasts, but don't stress, it looks on you
He couldn't get it understood, so I on him
Food and liquor, in my belly, of the but you knew already
I used to complain until I flew already
Now I'm ready, amen, like one guy I'm so
Let's say tons, that's blasphemy, with guns, keep your machete
mind, fuck the world, that's an orgy with an OG
Ironically, when you're as me you, won't need floor seats
This flow here for King Rich I won't stop 'till my richer
Mind, body and on top of the dollar, spinnin'
My optimism is why I'm in this
You pray, I prey, it's just I'm a lion bitin' his victim

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul/Lupe
Pay homage, I ain't gotta plan it to with comets
Save comments, trigger finger make you vomit
Egghead just makin' to move the chickens like Reaganomics
This world so damn I won't put make-up on it, just bein' honest
Keys on us like dope dealers, doors for the lost souls
Ring on keys Swizz Beatz, to make sure a nigga never lost those
Amateurs get locked out, we with the mops out
Clean house, I used to be the GOAT but I'm the Ox now
Rap like I went to Oxford with bastards, Glocks on 'em
Red and blue, now the on 'em, ayy nigga
Hell yeah, you, with them on him, infraredin' you
Intellectual like Deck, protect your neck from Lu
Cause we the of the night!
Of the livin' lookin' for some light
I got some up in my Sprite
I call it the Jesus Juice, Lu, what would do? Whoo!