Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five Sie One Remix

It seems like lately be beatin' my ass,
Every step is like a right hook from Iron Tyson in his prime,
like my mind is on a tredmill,
I'm bullets,
see the plug but I can't it,
This belt just keeps me back,
And every is like a 'tiger uppercut' from Sagat,
I'm up against ropes,
and no tellin' if I win or not,
These gloves are heavy,
it's fight or you know how that goes,
Facin' is chasin',
got me obstacles,
And every hour is a tightrope I walk with greasy shoes,
Still yet I got my tellin' me that I can't lose,
So every time I start ego's start trippin',
I focus real hard and levitate just I'm GOD,
And I'm lovely,
I'm in the no one above me,
With the gift to differentiate snakes those that love me,
There's a thin between happiness and hopeless,
An even thinner between on point and out of focus,
BUT Back to my story about my from glory,
And how I levitate from the time put before me,
say 'Be patient',
but what the fuck is when my heart is racin'?
Put in my situation,
Try to be humble,
you won't from getting' pissed,
you look down to see you're fallin' right through time's abyss,
And to see visions,
memories you really miss, things,
Like first birthday wish,

Your girlfriend,
first love,
Your French kiss,
Your time feeling hate,
The first you got dissed,
Your day of school,
Your very first class,
Your first time titties,
time you got ass,
Your time learnin' wrong from right,
lonely night,
The time you got your ass whooped in
first real fight,
Your triple-double dare,
first pubic hair,
Your time watchin' Jason,
first nightmare,

That's when you realize that time was worst nightmare,
And now you're stuck asking yourself 'Why ain't fair?',
You get to the bottom,
see the end of line,
Your first time ever losin' this battle time,
But right before you your death,
one more left,
The only one that's was your first breath,

One to the next,
Clocks switch when you expect it and make the simplest shit complex,

The face got the planet fooled,
Books get by the covers worldwide, coincide with the illest,
The real is just dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, hit's the fan with every click of a hand,
be a man eventually,
When the kid in me is satisfied, but 'til the day all I got is eighty-five.

A clock can motivation,
that's why I'm never a watch,
What's a deadline when you're on your own time?
I'm livin' slow, Peter Pan son,
You didn't know I grow up,
my mind is set at six old,
As far as I'm concerned this shit is for the birds,
So the skittles,
Fruits, the Now N Laters, and Nerds,
I'm eatin' sweets my teeth fall out and I can't see
And I'm deaf in my ear but my right can hear cause
I'm happily. So why you mad at me?
Cause your frustrations you grey hairs,
99% of life's spent chasin'
American nightmares, (GET THE OUT OF HERE)
I'm crazy childish, just the habits,
I play with my food, my nose, and eat it damn it,
Plus I pick my scabs, I be the to pop a blister,
Cause I'm more than that cat from Sister-Sister,
If my parents tell me no I'm do it anyway,
Experience make more sense than anything that they could ever say,

Forever video games until I'm sleepy,
Hawk's Pro Skater, please,
you'll never me,
So basically you're off paying a bill or somethin',
Your mind is elderly, over the hill or somethin',
I'm at heart,
forever be a kid I'm on some Tom Hanks shit,
you ever seen the movie
My heart is trapped in '85 the coolest place I've ever in my life,
We watchin' Smurfs, eatin' LIFE,
Never a crack rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pussy we knew was Snaggle,
Your in the dirt,
We Hungry-Hippo's 'til our hands hurt,
What do you know about pourin' out a whole box of to get the toy out,
(Scared to) go to sleep cause somethin's under bed,
(And all it) was one look to get them thoughts out your head,
(And then ya') fall right to without a worry in mind,
(That's why I) understand why cat's be hurryin' time,
And I don't grow up I'm a Crab Apple Kid,
And I enjoy the of people I relate wit',
But if it down to it,
to deal cat's that I despise,
I just close my eyes and drift to Eighty-Five

One to the next,
Clocks when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby got the planet fooled,
get judged by the covers worldwide, coincide with the illest,
The real is just dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, shit the fan with every click of a hand,
be a man eventually,
When the kid in me is satisfied, but 'til the day all I got is eighty-five