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, seventy-five

in a maze
And start the
When they my cacoon
It was time to

like ten people, trapped in one room
Sittin' in my sandbox, all over me
anxious 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 pick up the microphone I ask him he flow for
Various degrees of that's inside of me
Never try to be something you and don't lie to me
Ebony and
on my piano playin'
Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm push my hand away
as the alphabet
Hard as rock
as the driven snow
Pissin' on block
my territory then I'm right back in it when
Laughin' w/ the tears of a clown when I

I'm manic-depresive ever I was an adolescent
But I never panic in a sesion when I'm
Cussin' a sailor,
With a bottle full of
Ready for this world has to offer me

it won't get off of me
And never ever 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 want to you all but
All I do is at ya
You can have a of this
Or maybe hit this
if you wanna but
If not, drug-free
But, me in the mix boy
Right up next to three

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

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

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

Take two of these a day and burn a couple
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, seventy-five

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

Now that we've got ourselves a little more
Ain't it about I get this picture painted
I am you call a psycho-analytical
Critical thinker of the formulas we all

I think I'm running out of brain in my hard-drive
Plus I need a 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 know this fact then I'm throw it right 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 to school again
Maybe you should call me hip hop counselor
I'll be on the rhythm when the beats bouncin' up

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

....eclectic

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