Luyện nghe bài hát Accepted Eclectic

we go:
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,
Twenty-five, thirty, thrirty-five,
Forty-five, fifty, fifty-five,
Sixty-five, seventy, ways

Today's in a
And start the
they opened my cacoon
It was time to

Thinkin' like ten people, in one room
Sittin' in my sandbox, sand all me
anxious to get the mic in my hand
Now who wanna it up (I do)
Now who can rip it up (I can)

I like the ride of a man on a snowboard
When they pick up the I ask him what he flow for
Various of technique that's inside of me
Never try to be something you not- and lie to me
Ebony and
Keys on my piano
Tryin' to test some music, but the push my your hand away
as the alphabet
Hard as rock
Pure as the snow
on your block
Mark my territory then I'm right in it when
Laughin' w/ the of a clown when I grin

I'm ever since I was an adolescent
But I never panic in a sesion I'm bussin'
Cussin' a sailor,
With a bottle full of
Ready for whatever this world has to me

Plus it get off of me
And ever test me
I'm one w/ the
The has blessed me
Bet you wonder why you got flaws in your
Cause caught in the ass-crack of america

I just to help you all but
All I do is at ya
You can a shot of this
Or hit this marija
Wanna if you but
If not, stay
But, me in the mix boy
Right up next to three

Talkin' out the side of your it ain't a remedy
I want the whole wide world to remember me
I don't want to have to think you're for the enemy
Sbotage. you can't this energy

You can be the center of if you want to
My party is in the other and
just having fun too
(so I'd like to signify the monkey that's in of you)
All I want to do is get rid of all the in you

Do not get because no I'm not attacking you
I don't have to do nothin', the rapper's smackin' you
Maybe I just give you a taste of reality
to my art show
Its not a salary

Take two of a day and burn a couple calories
Me and the mic are like mickey and
like a b-boy
Part of my
on your groin'
You can this acadamy

Accepted...

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we go:
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,
Twenty-five, thirty, thrirty-five,
Forty-five, fifty, fifty-five,
Sixty-five, seventy, seventy-five

in a maze
And start the
Accepted eclectic the that pays
Old eddy hayes time to blaze
One of l.a.'s born and raised

Now that we've got a little more acquainted
Ain't it about time I get this painted
I am what you call a
Critical thinker of the we all need

I think I'm running out of brain in my hard-drive
Plus I need a for my control pack
Throw that up so I can see your finger-tips
I'm to rip it up better than before

Yeah I had a party and invited you
I didn't my underground hip hop excited you
Now that I know this fact then I'm gonna throw it at you
I just want to give you you're entitled to
in the leimert park, hangin' w/ the hooligans
Every now and then I've got to take'em back to school
Maybe you should me your hip hop counselor
I'll be on the rhythm when the beats start up

give you a minute just to get yourself together and
We can have a sing-along, all and and
Here's to the netherlands, sisteren and
benevolence, birds of a feather and
It matter what you say
We all are
Some are on a rap path, are mis-directed
When I say "who wrecked it" just like expected
Aceyaloney-boy, accepted

....eclectic

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