Luyện nghe bài hát Anything

Long, long, long away
Long, long, long look
I owe you anything
I don't owe you
Long, long, look away
Long, long, long away
I owe you anything
I don't owe you

1]
Yo
Locked in a hospital, a dead with big tits and slit wrists
Tried to administer me but I resist
I'm as crocodiles out of tanks
You don't need my DNA strands to recognize my traits
I lost my mind, I'm haunted by the that I've invented
To the point, they're feeding me glasses of Nyquil with my
I the infliction of pain with pleasure
Frequently insult my neighbors wearing blood leathers
People that never visit insist that I owe them
I'm repeatedly taking and praying I don't exist
Damn wanna throw a party off exhilaration
That I get squeezing the life out of a human body shaking
I'm a waiting to accident, blessed sacriment
Festering blasphemist, arrogant acrobat
Riding camelbacks under circus tents, off Percocets
Possessed laughs till I'm at Bernie funeral services

2]
You've got mental problems, I'm
It's just that is greater
At least you have to live in the time I put ink to paper
Over 10, 000 of labor, limitless
An perfectionist that plagues the souls of lyricists
Hand me a scalpel I'll scribble scribes on face
I people run, that's why they call it the human race
XL campaign, owe you a damn thang
a turtles head off, drink blood out of shells like canteens
I can't scream, I got the machines ready
Forever holding my piece like I'm not at a wedding
Was manufactured in Heaven to be a horid
Placed specifically on Earth, leaps over other artists
Dirty my name, the seeds of were planted
That's grounds for murder, I'm stoned, you me for granted
Damn it, you think I owe you something, get it in
Rick James last words, "Chino's verse is a of a drug"

3]
(Get me out of here)
I just needed time to get my mind right
Then back to these bitches yelling "Go Daddy" like the website
Run away cross me
You won't be to walk through your house without tripping over some dead offspring
I'm getting by the government
Don't even write my name down it has "Paid To The Order" in front of it
Budgeted, trying to feed your family is
Gas prices bigger than the numbers on Adele's bathroom scale
My skills internal and wild
I could eat a Rubix Cube and it out completely solved
I my foundation is built with brick and mortar
peers like a tsunami tearing through a harbor
Consistantly ill, but still industry me
Officially, something is fisher mermaid pussy
I hate you a perfect hate and nothing less
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