Luyện nghe bài hát 15 Minutes to Live

without making a at one hundred miles per hour,
except for maybe a hiss but it,
the buck 65 covers ground than forests,
the only man known to 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 mirror to another and ask 'is nothing
I've seen the movie naked and read in wonderland.
make the mistake of pitching to me underhand.
today I enter my twenties officially,
or with water initially.
I'm dead to the world now despite my promises,
but at least I'm about it.
I've got diamonds in my eyes but I'm for a harder crystal,
I'm for something smoother
I'm for a starter pistol.
three sheets to the wind and I'm using for pillows.
I drill holes in the sky.
I'm in with the nomad and I miss my mother badly,
I was a sideways baby, will be.
to start the party right you're gonna have to kill me.
I can't be held accountable, so I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will me by and my life will be happy and peaceful.
protecting the veterans scorching rookies
and trusting my faith fortune cookies.
red right, white

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

surprise,
silence death,
versus life,
until there's only giant left.
this is for the losers, is for canadians,
is for my sister, this is for paladians.
some people say that because he was
born in '72 and likes to listen to osbourne
that he doesn't belong to the standard,
that too self indulgent, that's why people abandoned him.
sometimes I feel like all got is my stuff,
but I'm not a rat, I'm an archivist.
the blind librarian, anticon ?co pro hundred hobo,
placement student,
fire truck, car, submarine, snowmobile,
aero plane, roller, speedboat, you know the deal,
I walk the streets with a wheel barrow.
the only way out is real narrow,
and so I've DJs get ahead by going 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.
guess what end of the I'm on.
ask yourself, when will he be seen on each and every TV

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

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

famous or nameless, it be?
cover mouth when you cough, who farted?
all this is making me sick,
my son is a star, my a model,
drinking expensive of water.
incest may make grandchild a princess,
sometimes I feel like my has gone to hell
and all I got is lousy t-shirt.
I to the converted and flip burgers for a living.
kill kill,
no battling for me, I'll let it slide,
the same way I across the surface,
I'd go and join the circus
if I weren't pleased and to be teased and taunted.
all confetti and rice particles,
trophies and articles,
at the end of my grey and calloused conquest,
I'm not gonna give a about the palace contest,
too many trees to climb, too many bees to find,
too many places to be, too many to see,
I all switches, and rip all stitches,
I hate always to wait.
making sorry into a, late breaking news story
day, my music for the right words,
red right, left,

my growing needs coincide with seeds.
I ahead to the future, and invest my best wishes,

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

I'd conjure spirits than imagery,
I'm a to the done mc,
I'm the I'd have fun mc,
of the carrying a gun mc,
all I am is one mc,
I hip hop like most people love god,
you can my perspective,
but question my motive,
rap's a of crap right now,
Mr. Dibs save the day
I'll make day out of play doh,
wait, give me a from eight-oh
wait to your lips,
you can't prove your the truth,
you can't hurry beauty like you escape jury duty,
four five one six,

I've done tricks nobody noticed,
no one it was me doing it,
and since no one the mission decay,
I'll sit here in the lotus and pray,
I to goodness,
I strength from an unfinished scribble,
I thrown away wishes to an interesting pattern of shadows.
to a kitten or a smoke ring.
lament the with the broke wing,
the bike with the tire
as I wait for my to catch fire.
I swung at bad pitches and robbed men of bases.
I am the of supernatural selection.
if you what's in my bag check my actual collection,
got records that were never meant to be,
records lent to me by men from dimensions,
records with breaks so funky you'd shed skin,
breaks that would your head to spin.
jackets for the siamese twins,
brand new shoes I cruise the writer's block
and the poet's tree,
johnny you know it's me,
my is a matter of when and if, not a matter of fact,
and precious,
the difference is what you can on to
versus holds on to you,
red right, left,

this here is a skin song
represents a symbol of my individuality
and my belief in freedom,
i have a box for everything,
at night you can see my for a mile,
after i think i'm gonna lay low for a while,
increasing frequency i'm seeing ghosts
on the especially,
these crews with their freshly squeezed juices,
see how quickly go from haunted to unwanted,
you ask
why all the histeria about certain criteria
simple really.
it pretty boils 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 choose to odd porn jobs.
under one roof,
where do you draw the line when you even have a pen.
what happens when you have an for everything,
how fingers, heads or tales.
try smiling when you rhyme, you'll it,
a break.
going fast nothing.
i wish i had kind of magic key ring finder.
got a standard SDA and a three ring binder.
in on this,
i'll put twenty bucks on the
you see him first,
in which case i to be reimbursed.
ask your daughter to dance before i water the plants.
red right, left.

hip hop in the fetal position
in the of a room with no windows,
but that's not why i'm this.
until just a few years ago i thought i hip hop,
my surprize.
now i'm teaching my the art of juggling the beats
and tonight bed when we snuggle in the sheets.
a struggle in the streets and i couldn't care less.
if you said i was that would be a fair guess
i work with for a living, they don't pay very well,
but i can wear what i and listen to music.
the is topsy turvy.
god hates red meat, god weird people,
i things to be one on one solely,
even if it's unhealthy, even if unholy.
i see being cut, and listen to tongues wag,
i carry my records to the in a scum bag.
my eye, crippled my ass,
haven't you ever of triple 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 blackhead and get out of my face head.
each and nominee gets a year's supply of hominegrits
red white left.

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

the second coming of christ will be
just an dinner thought
who can afford these mid life
heavy snow, retarded traffic, grid lock, panic
the omen for the roman clatholic
and as the masses tip their hats to legend Tim Horton
i focus my lenses on something more
i'm talkin Turk
who here the invisible plane
ohh my brain
i hate walking away from an event learned nothing
did i give the what they want?
not if TV are any indication
i cater to those who know and go broke
should i keep my thoughts to or
should i call them as i see
a man without
every day is
is the messiah
what are you of
the world belongs to
not the

uncle climax, my first words were words
red right, white

johnny rockwell, full male model
red right, left

stinkin rich, everything including the kitchen
red right, white

achilles, king of the old time
red right, white

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

dj critical, of the final frontier
red right, white

the sebutones, the minds behind the lines of exotic robots
red right, white

65, anguished language artist
red right, left