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 the craze
When they opened my
It was time to

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

I glide the ride of a man on a snowboard
When they up the microphone I ask him what he flow for
Various degrees of technique inside of me
Never try to be something you not- and lie to me
and ivory
Keys on my piano
to test some music, but the rhythm push my your hand away
Easy as the
Hard as solid
Pure as the driven
Pissin' on your
Mark my then I'm right back in it when
Laughin' w/ the tears of a when I grin

I'm manic-depresive ever since I was an
But I never panic in a when I'm bussin'
like a sailor,
With a bottle full of
for whatever this world has to offer me

Plus it get off of me
And never ever me
I'm one w/ the
The has blessed me
Bet you wonder why you got in your character
you're caught in the ass-crack of america

I want to help you all but
All I do is at ya
You can have a of this
Or hit this marija
if you wanna but
If not, drug-free
But, me in the mix boy
Right up next to plug

Talkin' out the of your neck it ain't a remedy
I just want the whole wide world to me
I want to have to think you're working for the enemy
Sbotage. you can't conquer 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 in back of you)
All I to do is get rid of all the wack in you

Do not get offended because no I'm not you
I have to do nothin', the rapper's start smackin' you
Maybe I should just give you a taste of
Welcome to my art
Its not about a

two of these a day and burn a couple calories
Me and the mic are like and malory
like a b-boy
Part of my
Hands on groin'
You can join this

Accepted...

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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
Accepted eclectic the phrase that
Old eddy hayes time to blaze
One of l.a.'s that's and raised

Now that we've got a little more acquainted
it about time I get this picture painted
I am what you call a
thinker of the formulas we all need

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

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

I'll you a minute just to get yourself together and
We can have a sing-along, all and and
Here's to the netherlands, and brethren
B-boy benevolence, of a feather and
It don't what you say
We all are
Some are on a rap path, some are
When I say "who it" just like they expected
Aceyaloney-boy, accepted

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