Luyện nghe bài hát 15 Minutes to Live

without a sound at one hundred miles per hour,
except for a hiss but that's it,
the buck 65 covers ground than forests,
the man known to turn home boys to tourists.

I love the JVC and MC Shan,
but upon dreams and fractured memories.
I've factored remedies and syrums this equation.
I up one mirror to another and ask 'is nothing sacred?'
I've seen the movie naked and read in wonderland.
don't make the of pitching to me underhand.
today I enter my twenties officially,
or with water initially.
I'm dead to the world now despite my promises,
but at I'm honest about it.
got diamonds in my eyes but I'm looking for a harder crystal,
I'm for something smoother
I'm listening for a pistol.
sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows.
I wanna drill in the sky.
I'm in with the nomad and I miss my mother badly,
I was a sideways baby, will be.
to start the right you're probably gonna have to kill me.
I can't be held accountable, so I pass the blame,
besides I wanna forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will me by and my life will be happy and peaceful.
protecting the veterans while rookies
and my faith into fortune cookies.
red right, left

slogans to the mats.
I'm looking right now,
I gotta more hats.
new is my and used is my life,
few are my winnings, is my wife.
I chained chances together while
do rain dances right in front of me.
I want my cut, I want my pants back,
I a moustache damn it.
I stand with my feet shoulder apart,
the horizon at waist level,
looking and at a red faced devil.
times I'm Kurt Rambis, sometimes I'm Vincent Gallo.
I might as well play in the water since shallow.
keep my name out of your mouth unless I'm present,
life can get very for the saboteur.
uh oh, I'm with myself again.
fun with the right music.
you like to be me when people are looking.
red right, left,

surprise,
silence death,
science life,
until there's giant people left.
this is for the losers, is for canadians,
this is for my sister, is for paladians.
some people say that just he was
born in '72 and likes to listen to ozzy
he doesn't belong to the circling standard,
that too self indulgent, that's why people abandoned him.
sometimes I like all I've got is my stuff,
but I'm not a rat, I'm an archivist.
the blind librarian, ?co pro twelve hundred hobo,
placement student,
fire truck, car, submarine, snowmobile,
aero plane, roller, speedboat, you know the deal,
I walk the streets with a wheel barrow.
sometimes the way out is real narrow,
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by going behind own backs,
ya look!
what do you do is the lone pariah in a of pirhanas.
if you can't beat 'em, 'em.
guess end of the stick I'm on.
ask yourself, when will he be on each and every TV screen?

legs good, two legs bad,
four good, two legs bad.

who experience when you have potential.
but I would like to see the judge's credentials.
you're as good as you look, I'm always told.
red right, left,

famous or nameless, it be?
cover your mouth you cough, who farted?
all this is making me sick,
my son is a star, my a model,
expensive bottles of water.
incest may make your a princess,
sometimes I like my life has gone to hell
and all I got is lousy t-shirt.
I to the converted and flip burgers for a living.
kill kill,
no more battling for me, let it slide,
the same way I across the surface,
I'd go and join the sideshow
if I weren't and wanted to be teased and taunted.
it's all confetti and particles,
and vice articles,
at the end of my haired and calloused conquest,
I'm not gonna a shit about the palace contest,
there's too many to climb, too many bees to find,
too many places to be, too many to see,
I all switches, and rip all stitches,
I always having to wait.
making sorry into a, late breaking news story
every day, my music for the words,
red right, left,

my growing needs coincide with seeds.
I think ahead to the future, and my best wishes,

half the I do what I do for the sake of symmetry,

I'd rather conjure than imagery,
I'm a fruitcake to the mc,
I'm the I'd rather fun mc,
of the carrying a gun mc,
all I am is one mc,
I love hip hop like people love god,
you can my perspective,
but question my motive,
rap's a of crap right now,
Mr. will save the day
make your day out of play doh,
wait, give me a beat from
wait happened to lips,
you can't your telling the truth,
you can't hurry beauty like you escape jury duty,
four five one six,

I've done tricks that noticed,
no one knew it was me it,
and since no one noticed the decay,
sit here in the lotus position and pray,
I to goodness,
I strength from an unfinished scribble,
I cast away wishes to an interesting pattern of shadows.
to a kitten or through a ring.
lament the bird with the wing,
the bike with the tire
as I wait for my to catch fire.
I at bad pitches and robbed men of extra bases.
I am the result of selection.
if you like in my bag check my actual collection,
I've got that were never meant to be,
records to me by men from other dimensions,
records with breaks so funky shed your skin,
breaks that would cause your to spin.
matching for the siamese twins,
brand new shoes I cruise the writer's block
and the poet's tree,
rockwell you know it's me,
my is a matter of when and if, not a matter of fact,
and precious,
the is what you can hold on to
versus what on to you,
red right, left,

this here is a snake skin
that a symbol of my individuality
and my belief in freedom,
i a special box for everything,
at night you can see my for a mile,
after this i i'm gonna lay low for a while,
with frequency i'm seeing ghosts
on the especially,
these useless crews with their freshly juices,
see how things go from haunted to unwanted,
you ask
why all the histeria about reading certain
simple really.
it pretty much boils to
there no excuse for laziness.
no use for craziness.
you should be right now.
it's strange how one kid will up to harvest corn cobs
while will choose to perform odd porn jobs.
under one roof,
where do you draw the line when you don't even a pen.
what happens when you have an for everything,
how fingers, heads or tales.
try smiling you rhyme, you'll like it,
a break.
going proves nothing.
i wish i had some kind of magic key finder.
i've got a standard SDA and a ring binder.
in on this,
i'll put twenty on the wizard
you see him first,
in case i expect to be reimbursed.
i'll ask your daughter to before i water the plants.
red right, left.

hip hop in the fetal position
in the of a room with no windows,
but not why i'm doing this.
until just a few ago i thought i invented hip hop,
my surprize.
now i'm teaching my girl the art of juggling the
and tonight before bed when we in the sheets.
there's a struggle in the and i couldn't care less.
if you said i was that would be a fair guess
i work with words for a living, they pay very well,
but i can wear what i want and to music.
the world is turvy.
god hates red meat, god weird people,
i prefer to be one on one solely,
even if it's unhealthy, even if unholy.
i see eyes being cut, and listen to wag,
i carry my records to the contest in a bag.
my eye, crippled my ass,
haven't you ever heard of bypass.
it's what you a website.
i've been driving around with a out headlight,
have to excuse me.
when i crack wise just laugh to me.
who me, a do me a favor,
make like a and get out of my face crack head.
each and every gets a year's supply of hominegrits
red right left.

saving for a bathing suit
how to stop this fancy dancing
is it with this FBI conspiracy stuff
female body images turning women into space
augmenting features, newly done breasts
to impress women when they get undressed
every guy i know would take Betty over Kate Moss any day
so there's really no need for the loss any way
just as long as you're and wise
better skinny in the and wealthy inside i always say
girls will be boys, boys will be
until all this confusion the whole world
don't me because i'm beautiful
me because i'm good at everything
I'm
maybe i be showing my hand
but so far everything's going as
red right left

the coming of christ will be downloaded
just an after dinner
who can afford mid life crises
heavy snow, retarded traffic, lock, panic attacks
the classic omen for the roman
and as the masses tip their hats to hockey Tim Horton
i focus my lenses on something more
i'm talkin Turk
who here flys the plane
ohh my brain
i hate walking away an event having learned nothing
did i give the what they want?
not if TV are any indication
should i cater to who know and go broke
should i keep my to myself or
should i call them as i see
a man politics
day is halloweeen
science is the
are you afraid of
the world belongs to
not the

uncle climax, my first words were curse
red right, white

johnny rockwell, scale male model
red right, left

stinkin rich, everything including the sink
red right, white

achilles, king of the old hilbillies
red right, left

jesus murphy, why you lookin at me
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dj critical, pioneer of the final
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the sebutones, the minds behind the full lines of exotic
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65, anguished language artist
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