Luyện nghe bài hát Zodiaccupuncture

The more the
Get a couple or more to carry you to the

Fresh to death and keep it def to the
it was Capricorn, Virgo, Aquarius
(Check!), Cancer, Leo,
(Check!), Pisces, Libra, Scorpio, Aries, Gemini,
Let 'em die for it

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Delicate freak alert the frame
all flags where the mag spin park
Corroded by the that jolt the cold vein
Boogie down kits to slip past the
Def with a mascot of mass
fuzz and a woofer on fritz
We are not to divert the crash
But march face first a prayer for the blitz
up for the cinema fire, simian ire
Cold for the cinnamon sky;
eyes loop all known alleys
Scoop the bounty like hires Bazooka to murder Ralphie
I curdle with burnt milk, pariah sigh, piranha money
Count it the knuckle that hustle bread out a copper tummy
One of these rebels could the marked city
But the N.Y. alles governor's picky
I'll be the Jesus for the species you bleed with
Ultra, soldier the folklore
Jump guns through the gate
Jump guns like a noon six lit up on the ninth pace
Even set among a portion to the blind stage
Never lured by the watching imported wines age
We bow to the gusto mustered by the
Plowed by the public, ushered out the
Wowed by the subject by the helicop
Boy vermin: the widescreen version
Headaches, nausea, vomiting, facial
These area a few of my favorite venomous effects
Mamba, Moc, Pit Viper, Diamond Back
Anaconda, Boomslang, Cobra, bite 'em
Spinal tap crabs to the
Rock is the Cadillac of natural disaster
Push that
Everybody gotta push
That's why the envelope is where it
I work the builders, whittle my gorilla military
And fizzle 'em the vigilante filters
Who lamps left of the
How'd they fit that ninja in a
A hundred million motherfuckers with hands out
a walking zipper bomb trying to keep the man down

Get up, get
Sit up, sit
It's either footwork or get bit by the hounds
Face up, down
Laced up, laced
It's fist to the sky or get bit by the crowd
it was Capricorn, Virgo, Aquarius
(Check!), Cancer, Leo,
(Check!), Pisces, Libra, Scorpio, Aries, Gemini,
Let 'em die for it

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I was my tongue out of my mouth one day
When the blood in my beard hit the dirt by the
Would have 'curb it' like any nervous habit
'til maverick me the coyote pack could smell the wound for acres
And labor to cater to fisherman gut critters
Oblivious to the glimmer of duck feathers
it
Want a war? Bet
I'll be at the Bronx Zoo with a pick kit
On the eject for cockpit bench, clip
Nazi cops on belly flop shit
Roger, hop-fence-kill-a-crop,
We are the tired and poor, we for your water
Boom!
Bounce the church corrupt
When the knuckle dust city worker bugs
When the stars finger babies like I flirt with
You'll see the fire engine red fox perk up
Metal kettle unsettling treble howl, trembling
mellow on the levitate off the mezzanine
Never seen a ton of bricks clean dapper
'til it's pin stripe and skull chunk stories after
And U.S.A. on a Ketamine
for stress
Crack if the left you unimpressed
Now pardon me if part of me of an oddball, but damn
Kumba-fucking-ya, dog
Terminally and bent awkward by the bought
package of the slickest spin-doctors
Raised the paranoid hide tools proper
Like suspicious cargo in a school locker
And it looks war, quacks like war
So it's Occam's and I'm swayze out the door
A hundred million motherfuckers me back
The hand won't ask 'bout your zodiac, boy