Luyện nghe bài hát 15 Minutes to Live

without making a sound at one miles per hour,
except for maybe a hiss but it,
the 65 covers more ground than forests,
the man known to turn home boys to tourists.

I love the JVC and MC Shan,
but draw dreams and fractured memories.
I've factored remedies and syrums into equation.
I hold up one to another and ask 'is nothing sacred?'
I've seen the movie naked and Alice in wonderland.
make the mistake of pitching to me underhand.
today I my late twenties officially,
or with water initially.
I'm to the world right now despite my promises,
but at least I'm about it.
I've got in my eyes but I'm looking for a harder crystal,
I'm feeling for smoother
I'm for a starter pistol.
sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows.
I wanna drill in the sky.
I'm in love with the nomad and I miss my badly,
I was a sideways baby, always be.
to start the party right you're probably gonna to kill me.
I can't be held accountable, so instead I the blame,
I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my will be happy and peaceful.
protecting the veterans while scorching
and my faith into fortune cookies.
red right, left

to the door mats.
I'm good right now,
I wear more hats.
new is my beginning and is my life,
few are my winnings, is my wife.
I chained chances together while
do acid rain right in front of me.
I want my cut, I want my pants back,
I a moustache damn it.
I stand with my feet shoulder apart,
with the horizon at level,
looking and laughing at a red devil.
some times I'm Rambis, sometimes I'm Vincent Gallo.
I might as well in the water since it's shallow.
my real name out of your mouth unless I'm present,
life can get very for the saboteur.
uh oh, I'm with myself again.
fun with the right music.
you like to be me when other are looking.
red right, left,

surprise,
silence death,
science life,
there's only giant people left.
this is for the losers, is for canadians,
this is for my sister, is for paladians.
people say that just because he was
born in '72 and to listen to ozzy osbourne
that he doesn't belong to the standard,
that too self indulgent, that's why people abandoned him.
I feel like all I've got is my stuff,
but I'm not a rat, I'm an archivist.
the blind librarian, ?co pro twelve hundred hobo,
advanced student,
fire truck, car, submarine, snowmobile,
plane, steam roller, speedboat, you know the deal,
I walk the streets with a customized barrow.
sometimes the way out is real narrow,
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by behind their own backs,
ya look!
what do you do is the lone pariah in a of pirhanas.
if you can't beat 'em, 'em.
what end of the stick I'm on.
ask yourself, when will he be seen on each and every TV

four good, two legs bad,
four legs good, two bad.

who needs experience you have potential.
but I would like to see the judge's credentials.
only as good as you look, I'm always told.
red right, left,

or nameless, what'll it be?
cover your mouth when you cough, who
all this is making me sick,
my son is a star, my a model,
expensive bottles of water.
incest may make your a princess,
sometimes I feel like my life has to hell
and all I got is this t-shirt.
I preach to the and flip burgers for a living.
kill kill,
no more for me, I'll let it slide,
the same way I slide the surface,
I'd go and join the sideshow
if I pleased and wanted to be teased and taunted.
it's all confetti and particles,
trophies and articles,
at the end of my grey haired and conquest,
I'm not gonna give a shit about the contest,
there's too trees to climb, too many bees to find,
too many to be, too many faces to see,
I all switches, and rip all stitches,
I hate having to wait.
making sorry into a, late breaking news story
every day, my music for the words,
red right, left,

my needs coincide with sewing seeds.
I think to the future, and invest my best wishes,

half the time I do what I do for the of symmetry,

I'd rather conjure spirits imagery,
I'm a to the done mc,
I'm the I'd have fun mc,
instead of the a gun mc,
all I am is one mc,
I hip hop like most people love god,
you can my perspective,
but don't my motive,
rap's a load of right now,
Mr. Dibs will the day
make your day out of play doh,
wait, give me a beat eight-oh
wait to your lips,
you can't prove your the truth,
you can't hurry beauty like you can't escape duty,
seven five one six,

I've done that nobody noticed,
no one it was me doing it,
and no one noticed the mission decay,
I'll sit in the lotus position and pray,
I to goodness,
I draw strength an unfinished scribble,
I thrown away wishes to an interesting pattern of shadows.
to a kitten or through a ring.
the bird with the broke wing,
the with the flat tire
as I for my soul to catch fire.
I swung at bad pitches and robbed men of bases.
I am the result of selection.
if you like in my bag check my actual collection,
I've got records that were never to be,
records lent to me by men other dimensions,
records with breaks so funky you'd shed skin,
breaks that would cause head to spin.
jackets for the siamese twins,
brand new shoes I cruise around the writer's
and find the tree,
johnny rockwell you know me,
my is a matter of when and if, not a matter of fact,
and precious,
the is what you can hold on to
versus what on to you,
red right, left,

this here is a skin song
that represents a symbol of my
and my in personal freedom,
i a special box for everything,
at you can see my halo for a mile,
after this i i'm gonna lay low for a while,
with increasing i'm seeing ghosts
on the especially,
these useless crews their freshly squeezed juices,
see how quickly things go from to unwanted,
you ask
why all the histeria about reading certain
simple really.
it pretty much down to
being no excuse for laziness.
no use for craziness.
you should be right now.
strange how one kid will grow up to harvest corn cobs
while another will to perform odd porn jobs.
under one roof,
where do you draw the line you don't even have a pen.
what happens when you have an for everything,
how many fingers, or tales.
try when you rhyme, you'll like it,
a break.
going fast nothing.
i wish i had some kind of key ring finder.
i've got a SDA and a three ring binder.
in on this,
i'll put twenty on the wizard
you see him first,
in case i expect to be reimbursed.
i'll ask your daughter to before i water the plants.
red right, left.

hip hop lies in the fetal
in the corner of a room no windows,
but that's not why i'm this.
until just a few ago i thought i invented hip hop,
my surprize.
now i'm teaching my girl the art of juggling the
and before bed when we snuggle in the sheets.
there's a struggle in the streets and i care less.
if you i was sheltered that would be a fair guess
i with words for a living, they don't pay very well,
but i can wear what i and listen to music.
the world is turvy.
god hates red meat, god weird people,
i prefer to be one on one solely,
even if it's unhealthy, if it's unholy.
i see eyes cut, and listen to tongues wag,
i my records to the contest in a scum bag.
my eye, crippled my ass,
haven't you ever heard of bypass.
it's you call a website.
i've driving around with a burnt out headlight,
have to excuse me.
when i crack wise just laugh to me.
who me, a do me a favor,
make like a and get out of my face crack head.
each and every nominee gets a year's supply of
red white left.

saving loot for a suit
how to stop this fancy dancing
what is it with this FBI stuff
female body images turning women into creatures
augmenting face features, done breasts
to impress other women they get undressed
every guy i know would take Page over Kate Moss any day
so there's really no for the weight loss any way
just as as you're healthy and wise
skinny in the pockets and wealthy inside i always say
girls will be boys, will be girls
until all this confusion destroys the world
don't hate me i'm beautiful
hate me because i'm good at
I'm
maybe i shouldn't be showing my
but so far going as planned
red right left

the coming of christ will be downloaded
an after dinner thought
who can these mid life crises
snow, retarded traffic, grid lock, panic attacks
the classic for the roman clatholic
and as the masses tip their hats to legend Tim Horton
i focus my lenses on more important
i'm talkin Turk
who here the invisible plane
ohh my miserable
i hate away from an event having learned nothing
did i give the people they want?
not if TV ratings are any
i cater to those who know and go broke
should i keep my to myself or
should i call them as i see
a man politics
every day is
is the messiah
what are you of
the world to gabulon
not the

uncle climax, my first words were curse
red right, left

johnny rockwell, full scale model
red right, white

stinkin rich, everything including the sink
red right, left

achilles, of the old time hilbillies
red right, left

murphy, why you lookin at me funny
red right, white

dj critical, pioneer of the final
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the sebutones, the behind the full lines of exotic robots
red right, white

buck 65, anguished artist
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