Luyện nghe bài hát THORNS & HORNS

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

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

[Verse 2:
I'm King James with a lit, my name ring like a phone call
It's only right that you defeat, I guess that's protocol
Soulo ho, oh God, Lord like you never said yes
Success, I'm on the verge-in, I never had sex
You upset as fake breasts, but don't stress, it 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 complain 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, the world, that's an orgy with an OG
Ironically, when you're high as me you, need floor seats
This flow here for King Rich I stop 'till my team's richer
Mind, and spirit on top of the dollar, spinnin'
My optimism is why I'm in this
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 play with
Save comments, trigger finger make you vomit
Egghead just makin' to move the chickens like Reaganomics
This world so damn ugly I won't put make-up on it, bein' honest
Keys on us like dope dealers, open doors for the lost
Ring on keys like Swizz Beatz, to make a nigga never lost those
Amateurs get locked out, we with the mops out
house, I used to wanna be the GOAT but I'm the Ox now
Rap like I went to Oxford with bastards, threw on 'em
Red and blue, now the cops on 'em, ayy
yeah, you, with them dots on him, infraredin' you
Intellectual like Deck, protect your neck from Lu
Cause we the of the night!
Of the livin' dead lookin' for light
I got lean up in my Sprite
I call it the Juice, Lu, what would Jesus do? Whoo!