Luyện nghe bài hát Troubled Waters

[Verse
You replicas overlooking the guidelines of
attempts result in miserable conclusions
Paragon pen dragon tactician on
Then a comfortable silence try to combat
unexpected Sephotus cyclone shifts
Worked up shooken, jetted to the side
I stagger this wondering menstrual forms of phobia
fear the terrace stricken muted
The roots of all evil I've rooted
Poised with pride pouncing to break stride, forsaken
Agony inside the heartache wretched condition
My felt you slip up
You tripped alone what are you for?
Or do you sus tries to classify your genus, fetus
Evolve, unsolved, you lack the malediction
Malleable martyrs get molded, then folded pressure
Thou a slaughter suspension
Bridge over troubled water drown, sound study
My square drops two erasing lines like
Relentless agent horrendous circles on my pavement
Two sticks to burn basics the lie adjacent to my
On the board, lunge forward and wind-up impaled by the same sword
Choose your weapon, stains upon your flag
Taturag shielding the inferior
Stall to face with a forms that force your downfall
suspicious, a decadence, your network's on hiatus
Permanent, provoked and choked upon the
The parrow be the penetrating agent pierce the
Why the cold sweats at midnight? Why the dim
Why are we at a true from the inside?
Why the pen slide vigor on a put down?
Like while I put my foot down stomp city
A-E-S-O-P through the bur, opening minds behind the smirks

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I've seen misery, I've disgust dust ridden ruins
Iron clad oracle three COM unit disperse silently
Over confidence leads to
Plot twist full hardy shifted in facets of my form
Forbidden aspects of the swarm a thorn your side
A storm the rise, Adam, I or crush come brush upon the red zone
Crook shook you started poorly
Your parted pace uncharted territory
Disoriented malicious god you'll burn your
craft requires first drafts
Graphs, gritted blueprints of perimeter
by night compute, twenty one mic salute
One polluted, concerned muffle moans
From the nine rings of Donnie's hell burn you in your
Sleepwalk then pulled now
Whipping through the willows is the warden of this
Slipping through the silhouetted skylines Aesop jaded
Don't wind up war painted into the jungle the solution's not
The starving institution broke your main
I pose the question, are these waiting games worth it or
While I comb the for clues your nyebony hands be my purpose
Our planet is the point
In which this network slowly to filter kicks
We the berserk bewildered by the wilderness
My clench is frantic clutch manners through underbrush
Touch that duel with a dominant
The tried to triple six me but he missed me
Intervene; emcees appear as red blips on my color screen