Luyện nghe bài hát THORNS & HORNS

[Verse 1: Lupe
Read my lips, clarinet, talk that walk, pair of
Two shots, parachutes, two drops, of troops
New drops, wearin' roofs, full bloom, bearin'
Full put the where in wolves', apparently put it in the air and shoot
Heirlooms that's what I leave, that's how I weave
They don't care to you and that's hair to you, this I breathe
I'm the heir from a pair of parents
Taught me that sharin's carin' so I the bread out
what I need
To get in heaven that's I bleed, get in hell when I breathe...
Get it? Inhale, when I
Maybe you'll get it when I breathe, there's levels to this
And there's devils on the level of bitch
We all ball even the devil gotta
You fly so that's red and a fish
You can that, that's complimentary
True story,
Turtle, sewer side
Though continentally Side

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

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

[Verse 3: Fiasco]
Pay homage, I ain't plan it to play with comets
Save your comments, trigger make you vomit
just makin' omelets to move the chickens like Reaganomics
This world so ugly I won't put make-up on it, just bein' honest
Keys on us like dope dealers, open doors for the lost
Ring on keys like Swizz Beatz, to make sure a nigga lost those
get locked out, we janitors with the mops out
Clean house, I used to be the GOAT but I'm the Ox now
Rap like I went to with bastards, threw 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
we the children of the night!
Of the livin' dead lookin' for some
I got some up in my Sprite
I call it the Jesus Juice, Lu, what Jesus do? Whoo!