Luyện nghe bài hát Save Yourself

(Chill with that ill behavior) - KRS

the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb
Fronted by the Mary parry lunge mixer
Kill the populace for stability, a stickler
Its bob and weave amalgam played the to your fixture
I out, arms flailing backwards
wailin upon a tidy sound
slightly Gershwin
with a bed of nails and plus disgusted service
in shifts opposite the asbestos brain furnace
I be the now observatory eye ear antenna
Spittin like a dragon with a demeanor
stood innocent bystand witness the diehard turn Rip Van
in the fields of N.Y.'s orchestrated brick gauntlet
Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky Superfly left
Pushin war the ten step cushion and what (what)
I plan to hold this beat positive sacred in these veins
the day I die from grimace overload
It's (it's shock)
offered by the weekend
this still be a getaway, let's the sequence it goes:
One for the heartless thievery turning my guardian angel
And the rest to sweep the under the carpet (under the carpet)
I drag a yellow taxi meter every measure
And cats for labeling me shepherd
"That'll be Six Fifty tip darlin,
I take cash, credit, check, money-order, gold and cartons"
Huh, got caught up in the universe to zoom in on stardom
Forgot the passion plus the hatred, both were in Carbon
Next time you wanna be a hero try saving somethin than hip-hop
And hip-hop'll save you from the pit-stop
Kill em all,
(naw man It wasn't me it was Holden Caulfield
I read and pulled the trigger)
Oh God, well leave me to tiptoe the pearly gates
the halo, jet back to base, step past the chase
the bad taste of and weight slackers
There aint broken, where you at?
The pump perfect, where you at?
The bass tone is Merlin, you at?
service is a urgent workin surgeons
Purging formulas lookin for an improper is whack

(Chorus 2x)
are you saving, honestly? (honestly, honestly)
What are you saving, (honestly, no honestly)
What are you saving, (damn)
Promise me you gon shut the up and recognize
you holdin aint really broken?

I flick neeedles like my sick friend (friend)
I don't march like Bailey through a quick trend (trend)
I don't frequent church's steeples on my (end)
And I don't comment if you formulate a Zen.
All I ever really was a getaway
I'ma take a chance by letting a brook slide for I got in my hands
I can not agree to a leader while on the borderline
A war without a reason for the Brady gore
Bring out dead we can put em in a pile
And burn em the novels for the kids then to admire
the ones that speak from a different life
Brewin killer noise makin the sentiment...
Okay, welcome to the Kamikaze rocket cockpit
by the icy cold hand of bad intention youth blender
Oh yeah I'll let God warm the for now but
I'll ascend to spin y'all
(and for the I'm bringin my t.v. with me)
Yo, let the commoners speak
Then disperse eye jammies for cats swear by third pupil
But see past the loophole
Motherfucker, my word is born like triplets
doctor, lawyer, rocket scientist promise
(let em leisurely)
Hey Mom, I'ma fix without my along this path
Once my shpeel's perfected I'ma you a seat in the front row
Of Aesop Rock's twelve to shut the fuck up seminar
And when all these bickering crowds turn you gon be proud
I tack to the (backboard)
a (latchcord)
Fury's far (obsolete)
a (crack war)*
Raw caricature of mayhem standard by the labor
With a thousand to end this for every one of you saviors
Saw the brightest burst ironically from the vacant stage
Gave it a pound for burning where bunk engaged
Keep me posted as to when you something mature to
sit and sulk about mister, and I'll pickin up your record

(Chorus 2x)

The Authors, they got nothin to save
The Overground, man they aint got nothin to
Def Jux, they aint got to save
The Addams Family, they aint got to save
Weightless, they aint got nothin to
man, they aint got nothin to save
Rhymesayers baby, they aint got to save
Rock, I aint got nothin to save

it's that
crack whore