Luyện nghe bài hát 15 Minutes to Live

without making a sound at one hundred per hour,
except for maybe a but that's it,
the buck 65 covers ground than forests,
the man known to turn home boys to tourists.

I the JVC Force and MC Shan,
but draw upon and fractured memories.
I've factored remedies and into this equation.
I hold up one mirror to and ask 'is nothing sacred?'
I've seen the movie and read Alice in wonderland.
don't the mistake of pitching to me underhand.
today I enter my twenties officially,
or react with initially.
I'm dead to the world now despite my promises,
but at least I'm honest it.
I've got in my eyes but I'm looking 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 wanna drill in the sky.
I'm in love with the and I miss my mother badly,
I was a sideways baby, will be.
to start the party right you're probably gonna to kill me.
I be held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever the cast of fame.
serious will pass me by and my life will be happy and peaceful.
protecting the veterans scorching rookies
and trusting my faith into cookies.
red right, white

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

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

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

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

or nameless, what'll it be?
cover mouth when you cough, who farted?
all fashion 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 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 way I slide across the surface,
I'd go and the circus sideshow
if I pleased and wanted to be teased and taunted.
it's all 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,
there's too trees to climb, too many bees to find,
too places to be, too many faces to see,
I all switches, and rip all stitches,
I hate always to wait.
making whose sorry into a, breaking news story
every day, my music for the words,
red right, left,

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

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

I'd rather conjure 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 love hip hop like people love god,
you can my perspective,
but question my motive,
rap's a load of crap now,
Mr. Dibs will the day
I'll your day out of play doh,
wait, give me a beat from
wait to your lips,
you can't prove telling the truth,
you can't hurry beauty like you escape jury duty,
four seven one six,

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

here is a snake 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 frequency i'm ghosts
on the especially,
these useless crews with their freshly juices,
see how things go from haunted to unwanted,
you ask
why all the histeria about reading criteria
simple really.
it pretty much boils to
there being no for laziness.
no use for craziness.
you should be right now.
it's strange how one kid will grow up to harvest corn
another will choose to perform odd porn jobs.
alienation one roof,
where do you the line when you don't even have a pen.
what happens when you have an for everything,
how fingers, heads or tales.
try smiling when you rhyme, like it,
a break.
going fast nothing.
i wish i had some kind of magic key finder.
i've got a standard SDA and a ring binder.
in on this,
i'll put twenty on the wizard
you see him first,
in which i expect to be reimbursed.
ask your daughter to dance before i water the plants.
red right, left.

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

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

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 omen for the roman
and as the masses tip their to hockey legend Tim Horton
i my lenses on something more important
i'm talkin Turk
who here flys the invisible
ohh my brain
i hate walking away from an event having learned
did i give the what they want?
not if TV ratings are any
should i to those who know and go broke
i keep my thoughts to myself or
should i them as i see them
a man without
every day is
science is the
what are you of
the belongs to gabulon
not the

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

johnny rockwell, full scale male
red right, white

stinkin rich, everything including the sink
red right, left

achilles, king of the old hilbillies
red right, white

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

dj critical, of the final frontier
red right, white

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

65, anguished language artist
red right, left