Luyện nghe bài hát THORNS & HORNS

[Verse 1: Fiasco]
Read my lips, clarinet, talk walk, pair of steps
Two shots, parachutes, two drops, pair of
New drops, roofs, full bloom, bearin' fruits
moon put the where in wolves', apparently put it in the air and shoot
Heirlooms that's what I leave, heirlooms how I weave
They don't care to you and that's hair to you, this I breathe
I'm the heir apparent a pair of parents
Taught me sharin's carin' so I spread the bread out
That's I need
To get in heaven that's when I bleed, get in when I breathe...
Get it? Inhale, I breathe
you'll get it when I breathe, there's levels to this shit
And there's on the level of this 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 town crown of on my head
Living till I'm dead,
Show respect (x5)
(Bow down to the with the horns on his head)
(Everything red)
(Show no (x5)

[Verse 2:
I'm King James with a blunt lit, my ring like a phone call
It's only right that you meet defeat, I guess that's
Soulo ho, oh God, Lord knows like you said yes
Success, I'm on the verge-in, I never had sex
You upset as fake breasts, but don't stress, it looks on you
He get it understood, so I stood on him
and liquor, in my belly, of the beast but you knew already
I used to complain planes I flew already
Now I'm ready, amen, one guy I'm so heavy
say tons, that's blasphemy, with eight guns, keep your machete
Young mind, fuck the world, an orgy with an OG
Ironically, when you're high as me you, won't floor seats
flow here for King Rich I won't stop 'till my team's richer
Mind, and spirit on top of the dollar, spinnin'
My optimism is why I'm in position
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 it to play with comets
Save your comments, trigger finger make you
Egghead just makin' omelets to move the like Reaganomics
This world so damn ugly I won't put make-up on it, just bein'
Keys on us dope dealers, open doors for the lost souls
Ring on keys like Beatz, to make sure a nigga never lost those
Amateurs get locked out, we janitors the mops out
Clean house, I to wanna 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 cops on 'em, ayy
Hell yeah, you, with them dots on him, you
Intellectual like Inspectah Deck, protect neck from Lu
Cause we the of the night!
Of the livin' lookin' for some light
I got some lean up in my
I call it the Jesus Juice, Lu, what would do? Whoo!