Luyện nghe bài hát That Black Bat Licorice

Behave
yourself
You to behave yourself, boy

Yeah, she's for speed like a black castrum doloris
Good for the needy, like Neechy, and Horris
But I'm skin, flint, broke, no money, making jokes
But baby, I joke with you

My feet are like I roll 'em in hypocaust
But the Roman's are gone, they their name because their lost
She writes letters a jack chick comic
a bunch of propaganda, make my fingers histrionic; like this, and this

I mean, she's my
But she me get avuncular
And when my monkey is
I got no for making up for her

I about the hospital
The army, a silo, confinement, in
Any place where there's a time to my vision

I it out
in my mouth
Just like that Bat Licorice
Yeah, Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat
That Bat Licorice

I wanna cut out my and let you hold onto it for me
Cause without my skull to amplify my sounds it get boring
I've got the wit of the stickers with atomic precision
And the of the moon directing all of my deicisons like this

Women need to know, I play like a lumbo
And get my feelings hurt and to NY like i'm Dumbo
Don't you want to lose the part of the brain that has
To not even what you are doing
Or care about yourself or your in the billions

Yeah, I have to it out
Oh, whatever's in my
I have to it out (behave your self)
Just like Black Bat Licorice
Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat Licorice, I liked it, I never will
Now the same damn thing with the violin

Whatever you me
I feed you back
But it will do no