Luyện nghe bài hát Nefisa

Mirror boy, with dada convention
Psychoanalysis mean anything
Pvc costumes, letters to
Show me what you're reading, freaky girl with the

fannon, yeah yeah I get it,
All that curiosity something to offset it
and plans, drawn in secret locations
Scientific babies, they be peddling

The queen, she's prozac, we be smoking napalm
The countries, they be smoking atom bombs
I wrote a in the year seven-ten
By nineteensixty-nine I had more

If feeling insecure,
Cause you're living in a
If you find them, you can them,
If you burn them you can warm

Them of change, they be bringing change,
now there's prostitutes on ilford lane
You see, it's kinda like, but no, it's not the same
See there were men on the moon, but they them

in mind, my mind's soul food
Bearing in mind, my mind's
in mind, my mind's mine
Times being what are, radar

Bearing in mind yes yes,
in mind, there's nothing in it
Bearing in mind, my mine
being what they are, radar

in my room,
And I don't know who's them
They're playing that
okay, I got my eye on them

They're making messages out of them smokes
Words evaporate, I can't read what wrote
Their language is so strange, I never seen kind
The of them vapors be taking my mind
Combined that melody, them engines be humming
I pick up my mike, I put it

See now I'm in, I don't know where I'm going
I gets in my car, I rowing
But like the is seeping
getting in through the bottom

I tickle fish
Swallow them whole, now I got
Bones, sticking in my
Has anybody seen my universal

Bearing in mind, my mind's food
Bearing in mind, my mind's
Bearing in mind, my mine
Times being they are, radar

Bearing in mind yes yes,
Bearing in mind, there's in it
Bearing in mind, my mind's
Times being they are, radar

Don't even 'bout it
even contemplate
Before the funk goes to head
You stop and wait

Don't even think it
even contemplate
Before the goes to your head
You better

Don't think 'bout it
Don't even
the funk goes to your head
You stop and wait

even think 'bout it
Don't contemplate
the funk goes to your head
You better

And it's cool, like they does it in egypt
I say to that river man, but nobody's seen it
that, cinematic, atmospheric
Panasonic my headphones, nothing on it

Bonnets on cars, magazines, on harleys
We's up on babies, and we's eating thems farleys
I don't know my girl is, oh well, somebody took her
Fixing those strings as she sings mr

Spikey hair my head, I cut off my dreads
I got the green fishs tail, set on a moped
Jean of arc's on the back, trying not to off
park, hip hop, set it all off

It's like I'm on a exhibition
It's like you see me everywhere, but you know that I be missing
Pissing in the wind as I'm for them answers
In seventies and topless dancers

Bearing in mind, my mind's soul
Bearing in mind, my mind's
Bearing in mind, my mine
Times what they are, radar

in mind there's nothing in it
Bearing in yes yes, y'all
in mind...
Times being what they are,