Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might sound and beautiful. You might feel disembodied,..
boundless, helplessly through space..."

[Jamie
me,
the one you see in dreams
or sinner,
the message is embedded in the
Ugly as they might
Raised the dirt and scum
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my and out my shit
In the alley, a gat looking to bash your head wit it
Watch your blood drain outcha onto the ground
And take ya to my grave you will never be found

Madrox]
me,
Not giving a fuck
unstoppable and crazy I don't have to
Not Rocky, but I'm sure to your skull
Drink saki, when I'm smokin' paw

me,
kids call me Louie
Cause my slugga rides by my on the daily,
It to me
It me who to ride on (ride on)
We are a team and your life we decide on (C'mon)

You think you me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Monoxide
me
Standin' in a of blood
Smokin' a fat ass cuttin' it up like WHUT??
Feelin' really lonely, and all my homies are
At that's what the voices in my head
Just

HEY!!

2 Dope]
That's me all up in mug dont get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya all fucked up.
I stop my rims stop too.
Then i peel back out on ya ya motha fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm up and, I got a hostage and the cops
are makin me mad.
Negotiations fell through watch it on the news because i that
motha fucka in plain view.
2 dope]
That's me, What bitch? You got to say?
Why my knuckles got you teeth prints all up in em? (ooo)
I skin em. Why ya so rough?
Little duct on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.

You think you me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Killa]
That's me behind you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
Makin all those sounds, in ya face starin.
over trash cans, breakin 40 bottles.
Villian the streets, I'm a ghetto role model.

J]
That's me in a wig, swingin a machete.
Pig blood on my chest to bring the like confetti.
That's me spittin shit, fuck hardcore
I throw knives in the crowd and have em for the door.
[Anybody
That's me, that's right you shoulda a little better.
I be squashin fuckas for whatever, whenever.
Spinkle dust from the dead inside ya drink.
Then sit back and laugh and watch that fat ass shrink.

J]
That's me, the pussy popper, neck chopper.
Swingin blades like a helicopter. alotta.
That's me and I'm down for the Lotus.
Like a kamikaze I hit the booth and blow this (shit the fuck up.... so shut the fuck up.)

You think you me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)