Luyện nghe bài hát Do This My Way

I be the first Asian astronaut, blastin' off, castin' off
The ties that bind like a smashed
Rode a mastodon out Park
by a fan in a Tyrannosaur mask, travel the traffic cop
Past the where the ostrich got across for the ocelot
What I of bought
'Cos they a popped y'all just for me to cop it one

So I had to be up, I'm gradually up
Into the galaxy bus until I can't feel my
I pass the up, I see an enemy's bus
Saw the anatomy up, I catch the

Now I was walkin' down this one block, didn't a gun shot
Smellin' hell or nature, pickin' fruit off of a
Tree day up in this life under the sunspot
upon my inner vision searchin' for an answer
Heriditary, man-in-glory, days of the missile inventory took

And I raise
Rain to fall from the verbal dance I did amaze all the natives
And the ladies said, "You're crazy, would you love to my baby?"
And I plays the chief of the Mahicans and the Sheikh
And traveled everywhere Delaware way up to Mozambique
Was givin' praise with the at the steeple
Spirit-seekin' on the weekend with a tea can and a of old shades

It's a beautiful thing, this musical thing
I can do it my way and shootin' no blanks
I just refute what you think, a unusual thing
Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos it's the of all things and we aims to be

The venomist, instrumentalist, syllabal-mystic man
Skippin' the brakes on a Wednesday into a city plaza
to make it 20 out of 15 pennies on the after
The cold-hearted creepin' on my destiny like salamanders
Enchanters 'cos I run goose and I be the gander
Cleanin' out the digestive tract of hip-hop cranberries

Shinin' like amber, all of the children told me, "Damn an
Answer to our and deadly threat that's posed by cancer"
On prancer, on comet, on cupid, I'm
Got more flow than Flo Jo, while I laugh ho ho ho, got jo jo
Punchlines, I'm a time Casper, and a one-time champion for it
A hundred in the hereafter, and for the reincarnation transform
What the I'll come back for it
Gotta handle chores now, and discuss all of with God afterwards

We goin' bobsled off the with the bottle of bobs

In a big ol' box of the latest compilations
And we won't stop til we hit the Appalachians
To the Bullets Basement then 'cross the Baltic ocean basin
Then 'cross that Oakland night bridge
A drop in the drop embankment
Makin' cakes taste like Tecrine

Bakin' ex-potatoes, raisins, plantains, M and M's, peanuts, grape
I'm savin' my pay to get my plane fixed why's that
We goin' fly all night, stop the and
out of the side with umbrellas and
Let's make all night the caterpillars that
us to the top the Himalayas

It's such a beautiful thing, this musical
When I can do it my way and shootin' no
I just refute what you think, a quite thing
Yes it's a mutual 'cos it's the root of all things and we aims

A lot of follow Saba fellow and tolerate indeed
About to lead 'em all to upon the bottom of the beat
And plant a seed of thought that
a balance like a teeter-totter
Seen a lot of freedom down the feat to beat the drama

He began to dis until the nurse, the had grabbed his shirts
And nothin' happened assured the and the person
But the had expanded, and inertia burst, the cabin burst
And all 'em burgers, blankets, rations, animals and drinks, they out

Fleets a lots of man, climb upon the wall like Parker
Meeter of the creed of darker regions, darker
These are not the reasons for the grief and now proceed to
How to keep from seepin' outta me

They flew out the fuselage had blew in
It to have the attitude
When you would dive into the
Now if you'd have thought of
If you try but you would tie
A parachute a slide
And took a dive, now who's

It's such a beautiful thing, this musical
When I can do it my way and shootin' no
I just refute you think, a quite unusual thing
Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all and we end