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 opened my cacoon
It was time to

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

I glide like the ride of a man on a
When they pick up the microphone I ask him he flow for
Various of technique that's inside of me
try to be something you not- and don't lie to me
Ebony and
Keys on my playin'
Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm push my your hand
Easy as the
as solid rock
Pure as the driven
Pissin' on your
Mark my then I'm right back in it when
w/ the tears of a clown when I grin

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

it won't get off of me
And never test me
I'm one w/ the
The has blessed me
Bet you why you got flaws in your character
Cause you're 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, stay
But, me in the mix boy
up next to plug three

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

You can be the of attention 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 because no I'm not attacking you
I don't have to do nothin', the rapper's smackin' you
Maybe I should just give you a of reality
Welcome to my art
Its not about a

Take two of these a day and a couple calories
Me and the mic are mickey and malory
Rockin' a b-boy
of my anatomy
Hands on groin'
You can join acadamy

Accepted...

(repeat)

it

(repeat)

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 phrase that
Old hayes it's time to blaze
One of l.a.'s that's born and

Now that we've got a little more acquainted
Ain't it about time I get this picture
I am what you a psycho-analytical
thinker of the formulas we all need

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

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

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

....eclectic

(repeat)

it

(repeat)

Brought to you by blowed recordings

Ha!