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

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

like ten people, trapped in one room
Sittin' in my sandbox, all over 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 of a man on a snowboard
they pick up the microphone I ask him what he flow for
Various degrees of technique that's of me
Never try to be something you not- and lie to me
and ivory
Keys on my playin'
Tryin' to test some music, but the push my your hand away
Easy as the
Hard as rock
as the driven snow
Pissin' on block
Mark my then I'm right back in it when
w/ the tears of a clown when I grin

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

it won't get off of me
And ever test me
I'm one w/ the
The energy has me
Bet you wonder why you got flaws in your
you're caught in the ass-crack of america

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

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

You can be the center of if you want to
My party is in the room and
just having fun too
(so I'd like to the monkey that's 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 give you a taste of reality
to my art show
Its not a salary

Take two of these a day and burn a couple
Me and the mic are like mickey and
Rockin' a b-boy
of my anatomy
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 start the
eclectic the phrase that pays
Old hayes it's time to blaze
One of l.a.'s that's born and

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

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

I had a crazy-people party and invited you
I know my underground hip hop excited you
Now that I know this fact I'm gonna throw it right at you
I just to give you everything you're entitled to
Down in the leimert park, w/ the hooligans
Every now and then I've got to take'em back to school
you should call me your hip hop counselor
I'll be on the rhythm the beats start 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 matter you say
We all are
are on a rap path, some are mis-directed
When I say "who wrecked it" just like they
Aceyaloney-boy, accepted

....eclectic

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