Luyện nghe bài hát Anything

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

1]
Yo
Locked in a hospital, a dead nurse big tits and slit wrists
Tried to me pills but I resist
I'm dangerous as crocodiles out of
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 associate the infliction of pain pleasure
Frequently insult my neighbors wearing blood leathers
People that never visit that I owe them shit
I'm repeatedly Rohypnol and praying I don't exist
Damn near wanna a party off exhilaration
That I get squeezing the life out of a human body shaking
I'm a happening waiting to accident, blessed
Festering blasphemist, transient acrobat
Riding under circus tents, nervous off Percocets
laughs till I'm at Bernie Mac's funeral services

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

3]
(Get me out of here)
I needed some time to get my mind right
Then it's back to bitches yelling "Go Daddy" like the website
Run away don't me
You won't be able to through your house without tripping over some dead offspring
I'm stressed by the government
even write my name down unless 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 internal and running wild
I could eat a Rubix and shit it out completely solved
I my foundation is built with brick and mortar
Destroying peers a tsunami tearing through a harbor
Consistantly ill, but industry overlook me
Officially, something is fisher than mermaid
I you with a perfect hate and nothing less
Last words:
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