Luyện nghe bài hát THORNS & HORNS

[Verse 1: Lupe
Read my lips, clarinet, that walk, pair of steps
Two shots, parachutes, two drops, of troops
New drops, roofs, full bloom, bearin' fruits
Full moon put the where in wolves', put it in the air and shoot
Heirlooms what I leave, heirlooms 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 sharin's carin' so I spread the bread out
That's I need
To get in that's when I bleed, get in hell when I breathe...
Get it? Inhale, when I
Maybe you'll get it when I breathe, levels to this shit
And there's devils on the level of bitch
We all ball even the devil gotta
You fly so red bull and a fish
You can have that, complimentary
story, documentary
Ninja Turtle, side
Though continentally West

I'm just riding around crown of thorns on my head
Living till I'm dead,
Show 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 blunt lit, my name ring like a call
It's only right you meet defeat, I guess that's protocol
ho, oh God, Lord knows like 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 get it understood, so I stood on him
Food and liquor, in my belly, of the but you knew already
I used to until planes I flew already
Now I'm ready, amen, like one guy I'm so
Let's say tons, blasphemy, with eight guns, keep your 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 won't stop 'till my richer
Mind, body and spirit on top of the dollar,
My is why I'm in this position
You pray, I prey, it's just that I'm a lion his victim

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