Luyện nghe bài hát Unemployed Black Astronaut

It's the resurgence of the happy rappers
But now medallions are handicap placards
And we're alphabetized in the retro
And my photos are wallet-size
My low
Why don't you me
I'm fleshy putty
In a salad bowl with dill
In simulated urban testing
thuggy
Accompanied by a sexy
Straight out of a burlesque
She'll sever the ring finger of the lead
And a fresh bowl
Of the bitch's with bee stingers
But fresh though
It's home of the speed-reader
our blurbs stretch
To suggest I'm spacy
But the nest is low
means I'm commonplace
To the point we travel the in wooden spaceships
On the phone at the booking agents
I wield words and I pilfer the with the underground's who's who
But I feel like I've been sodomized a billiard's pool cue

I am the black astronaut
To the bare moon
From my air
Pound my into the desired shape
Then put them asleep in a fireplace

It's the of the unpopular dope rappers
Who to holes in the sky
Climbing up rope
And will sell you a silver disc soaked in
you've been brainwashed
Out of your leaks soap lather
Why don't you me
I'm Bonsai
I know what to do
I'm the guy
I crews like Krush Groove on DVD
And I got my start doing with CVE
But now like:
Chilling who? Project what?
Persona non
No for the popsicle stick man
a wad of hot lava
Drip on your clipped glands
squander top dollar
Twists to enrich fans
But not a lot of offers
give grands to kitsch bands
I lawns
For the ADD D&D role
And we got
So we a commonwealth
And you hear me through random sightings and file
And you tell me that like childbearing
No not
self-indulgence
Elfin culprits watch egos melt in charcoal pits

Oh my
Sorry I left my speech
In the of the private car
And I the Hollywood ending
Fluxed the picture screen
Made it so the guy doesn't die by the opening scene

the decline of the cathartic writer
And the label's who couldn't a Lifer
been outsold and my style's old and lame
I'll spark a to the carpet fiber
Because I'm not a household
I'm a tax
I signed a with no exit clause
My label's like Mrs. Claus during menopause
So I'm banging on padded
Because I'm trying to hits
But I keep pop flies
I don't eat out
I thaw out chicken pot
But I used to be on the of the top five
hip-hop guys