Luyện nghe bài hát THORNS & HORNS

[Verse 1: Lupe
Read my lips, clarinet, talk that walk, of steps
Two shots, parachutes, two drops, of troops
New drops, wearin' roofs, 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 to you and that's hair to you, this what I breathe
I'm the heir apparent from a pair of
Taught me that sharin's so I spread the bread out
what I need
To get in that's when I bleed, get in hell when I breathe...
Get it? Inhale, I breathe
Maybe you'll get it I breathe, there's levels to this shit
And devils on the level of this bitch
We all even the devil gotta pitch
You fly so that's red bull and a
You can have that, complimentary
True story,
Ninja Turtle, side
Though West Side

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

2: Ab-Soul]
I'm James with a blunt lit, my name ring like a phone call
It's only right that you meet defeat, I that's protocol
Soulo ho, oh God, Lord knows like you 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
and liquor, in my belly, of the beast 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 eight guns, keep machete
Young mind, fuck the world, an orgy with an OG
Ironically, when you're high as me you, won't floor seats
This flow for King Rich I won't stop 'till my team's richer
Mind, body and spirit on top of the dollar,
My optimism is why I'm in position
You pray, I prey, it's that I'm a lion bitin' his victim

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