Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Wolf

i alotta people, not many i can trust
and outa those i trust, not many i touch
they say i talk in but i write it line by line
and if i don't really you i'mma lie and say I'm fine
I spit rhymes, that someone who thinks like me
relates to the emotions within the pscyche
i spit rhymes, to catch chicks and hope
and catch the ear of that kid say's damn that shit is dope
not to mention, i the attention
went from hiding in the boxcars to the engine
And i sit in the same chair under the light
at the same time of night when i write, probably for life
Twenty five and I getting any younger
to survive, can you spare a penny brother
now in the fo all world wide rhyme sayers
drive past king park and spray the soccer players

how licks does it take to get to the center of your universe

Finally the line by line
of trying to climb in ya mind's thighs
Self esteme, watch it like mold
watch the it holds as the soul unfolds
tracked my as I wade through a pack a day
have to wait, me back next saturday
Pass the stake, I'm about to stick vampire
touch the heart and lay the on the campfire
Burn baby burn, and take ya sins ya
if the don't fit ya, remove it to loose the business
Get the car started, warm it up for the
wake up abuse and off the blues
And makes stops to fill the tank, to urinate
to meditate and let the thoughts resonate
stops to celebrate, stops just for sake
stops in an attempt to take the shit and get it straight
the asthema regulates the breath
so thanks for buying the and eat ya vegitables
ayo, i write it for me and if you it, it's love
and if you don't then its life life don't like slug

its the super unleaded imbedded my headtrips
it in check but the skeptics and the essence
when it festers, the fills with fluid
the pressure it bursts, to satisfy the thirst
twenty sight so i got no excuse
my soul has broken loose from use
tell me who can hold the noose i make certain it fits me
judgement, impression, naturally shifty
Each one tried to teach one when it
struggling for freedom, tryin to a kingdom
Now ya sipping Seagrams, to fix a threesome
between you, ya girl and the freak with the
Wheels spinning, accelerator stick
so sugar up the and cellephane ya dick
and lace the spliff but make sure that dosage is
'cause lifes a bitch and I'mma hold it