Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five Sie One Remix

It seems lately time be beatin' my ass,
Every is like a right hook from Iron Mike Tyson in his prime,
It's like my is on a tredmill,
I'm bullets,
see the plug but I can't it,
This just keeps bringin' me back,
And every minute is like a 'tiger from Sagat,
I'm up against ropes,
and ain't no if I win or not,
These are getting heavy,
it's or flight you know how that goes,
clocks is chasin',
got me obstacles,
And every is like a tightrope I walk with greasy shoes,
Still yet I got my conscience tellin' me that I lose,
So every I start slippin' ego's start trippin',
I focus real hard and levitate like I'm GOD,
And I'm lovely,
I'm in the clouds no one me,
With the gift to differentiate snakes from those that me,
There's a thin line happiness and hopeless,
An even thinner line between on and out of focus,
BUT Back to my story my fall from glory,
And how I levitate from the fate 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,
When you look down to see fallin' right through time's abyss,
And to see visions,
memories you really miss, things,
Like your birthday wish,

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

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

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

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

A can kill motivation,
that's why I'm rockin' a watch,
What's a deadline when you're living on your own
I'm slow, Peter Pan style son,
You know I never grow up,
my is set at six years 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 sweets until 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 gave you hairs,
99% of your life's spent
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 my scabs, I be the first to pop a blister,
Cause I'm more immature than cat from Sister-Sister,
If my parents tell me no I'm do it anyway,
Experience will make more sense than anything that they could say,

playin' video games until I'm sleepy,
Tony Pro Skater, please,
you'll never me,
So you're better off paying a bill or somethin',
mind is elderly, forty over the hill or somethin',
I'm at heart,
I'ma forever be a kid I'm on Tom Hanks shit,
you ever the movie big?
My heart is trapped in '85 the coolest I've ever been in my life,
We Smurfs, eatin' cinnamon LIFE,
Never a crack rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pink pussy we was Snaggle,
Your in the dirt,
We playin' 'til our hands hurt,
What do you about pourin' out a whole box of Trix to get the toy out,
(Scared to) go to sleep cause under your bed,
(And all it) was one look to get them thoughts out your head,
(And then ya') right to sleep 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 comes to it,
to with cat's that I despise,
I just close my eyes and drift away to

One to the next,
Clocks switch when you least expect it and make the simplest complex,
The face got the planet fooled,
Books get judged by the covers worldwide, coincide the illest,
The is just fictional dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, shit hit's the fan 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