Luyện nghe bài hát 15 Minutes to Live

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

I the JVC Force and MC Shan,
but upon dreams and fractured memories.
I've factored remedies and into this equation.
I hold up one mirror to another and ask 'is sacred?'
I've seen the movie naked and Alice in wonderland.
don't make the of pitching to me underhand.
today I my late twenties officially,
or react water initially.
I'm to the world right now despite my promises,
but at least I'm honest it.
got diamonds in my eyes but I'm looking for a harder crystal,
I'm for something smoother
I'm listening for a pistol.
three sheets to the wind and I'm clouds for pillows.
I wanna drill in the sky.
I'm in love with the nomad and I my mother badly,
I was a sideways baby, will be.
to start the right you're probably gonna have to kill me.
I be held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will me by and my life will be happy and peaceful.
the veterans while scorching rookies
and trusting my faith fortune cookies.
red right, white

to the door mats.
I'm looking good now,
I wear more hats.
new is my beginning and is my life,
few are my winnings, is my wife.
I chained together while hippies
do acid dances right in front of me.
I my hair cut, I want my pants back,
I want a moustache it.
I stand with my shoulder width apart,
with the at waist level,
looking and laughing at a red devil.
some times I'm Rambis, sometimes I'm Vincent Gallo.
I might as well play in the water since 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 the right music.
you to be me when other people are looking.
red right, left,

surprise,
silence death,
versus life,
until there's giant people 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 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 twelve hobo,
placement student,
fire truck, car, submarine, snowmobile,
aero plane, roller, speedboat, you know the deal,
I walk the streets with a wheel barrow.
sometimes the way out is real narrow,
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by going behind own backs,
ya look!
what do you do is the lone pariah in a of pirhanas.
if you beat 'em, cheat 'em.
guess end of the stick I'm on.
ask yourself, when he be seen on each and every TV screen?

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

who needs experience when you potential.
but still I would like to see the credentials.
you're only as good as you look, I'm told.
red right, left,

or nameless, what'll it be?
cover your mouth when you cough, who
all fashion is making me sick,
my son is a star, my a model,
expensive bottles of water.
incest may your grandchild a princess,
sometimes I like my life 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 more for me, I'll let it slide,
the same way I across the surface,
I'd go and the circus sideshow
if I weren't pleased and to be teased and taunted.
it's all confetti and particles,
and vice articles,
at the end of my haired and calloused conquest,
I'm not gonna give a shit about the contest,
there's too many 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 whose sorry into a, breaking news story
every day, my for the right words,
red right, left,

my growing needs coincide with seeds.
I think ahead to the future, and 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,
instead of the 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,
a load of crap right now,
Mr. Dibs will the day
I'll make your day out of doh,
wait, give me a beat eight-oh
wait happened to lips,
you can't your telling the truth,
you can't hurry beauty you can't escape jury duty,
four five one six,

I've done tricks nobody noticed,
no one knew it was me it,
and no one noticed the mission decay,
sit here in the lotus position and pray,
I to goodness,
I draw from an unfinished scribble,
I cast thrown wishes to an interesting pattern of shadows.
to a or through a smoke ring.
lament the bird with the wing,
the with the flat tire
as I wait for my soul to fire.
I at bad pitches and robbed men of extra bases.
I am the result of selection.
if you like what's in my bag check my collection,
I've got records that were meant to be,
records lent to me by men from dimensions,
records with so funky you'd shed your skin,
breaks that cause your head to spin.
matching for the siamese twins,
brand new shoes I around the writer's block
and the poet's tree,
rockwell you know it's me,
my past is a matter of and if, not a matter of fact,
and precious,
the difference is what you can on to
versus what on to you,
red right, left,

this here is a snake song
that a symbol of my individuality
and my in personal freedom,
i a special box for everything,
at night you can see my for a mile,
after this i think i'm lay low for a while,
with increasing frequency i'm seeing
on the especially,
these useless with their freshly squeezed juices,
see how quickly go from haunted to unwanted,
you ask
why all the histeria reading certain criteria
it's 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 cobs
while another will choose to perform odd jobs.
alienation one roof,
where do you draw the when you don't even have a pen.
happens when you have an answer for everything,
how many fingers, or tales.
try smiling when you rhyme, you'll 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 bucks on the
you see him first,
in case 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 of a room with no windows,
but not why i'm doing this.
until just a few years ago i i invented hip hop,
my surprize.
now i'm teaching my girl the art of the beats
and tonight before bed we snuggle in the sheets.
there's a struggle in the streets and i care less.
if you said i was sheltered would be a fair guess
i work words for a living, they don't pay very well,
but i can wear i want and listen to music.
the world is turvy.
god hates red meat, god hates 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.
my eye, crippled my ass,
haven't you ever of triple bypass.
it's what you a website.
i've been driving with a burnt out headlight,
have to excuse me.
when i crack wise 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 a year's supply of hominegrits
red white left.

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

the second coming of christ will be
just an dinner thought
who can afford these mid life
heavy snow, retarded traffic, grid lock, attacks
the classic for the roman clatholic
and as the masses tip hats to hockey legend Tim Horton
i focus my on something more important
i'm Turk Wendell
who flys 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
should i to those who know and go broke
should i keep my thoughts to or
i call them as i see them
a man politics
every day is
science is the
are you afraid of
the belongs to gabulon
not the

uncle climax, my first words were curse
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johnny rockwell, full scale male
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stinkin rich, everything the kitchen sink
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achilles, of the old time hilbillies
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murphy, why you lookin at me funny
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dj critical, pioneer of the final
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the sebutones, the minds behind the lines of exotic robots
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buck 65, anguished artist
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