Luyện nghe bài hát BiPolar

(Intro)
Picking up the
with nice racks
I know how to

we go....

[ Verse 1: ]
Vindicated, sophisticated,
and intimate,
up in the space,
her my o-h-h face,
odd to see,
people seeds,
on an odyssey,
IT,
taxing with a fee,
building only to the degree,
all sides,
and the corners,
strong proceed great actions,
edge,
busting to the boarder all on film,
with camcorder,
candy flipping and gagging',
a pipe like Baggins making task happen,
my pants are sagging,
on long flights when the jet is

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I rhyme hood,
Sometimes I sick,
you never know when gonna click,
girls make me out to be their first pick,
they are others by the size of their dick....

[ Verse 2: ]
in the grass,
Usually in the back of class,
in the rapture,
Time to a new chapter,
for ancient reckoning,
Relics of an to hostile,
Orange Julius so furious,
The hypnotic in got curious,
snuggle buddies,
Who to be enemies,
now with benefits,
cuz of Hennessey,
at all synergy,
my memory,
with a of my sensory,
of new deputy,
Bipolar mood to get in the wood,
with a named light sabre,
the of labor,
told me to be to my neighbor....

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Sometimes I hood,
Sometimes I sick,
you never know when it's click,
these make me out to be their first pick,
are measuring others by the size of their dick....

[ 3: True ]
Generating with an extra comma,
Dogma comes my own karma,
smooth, on a cool move,
with a and a big boob,
loyal confused for spoiled,
trying to royal with a sheet of tin foil,
To Ibiza the leaning tower of Piza,
Struggling thru the day with the right to say,
I am not or the Grouch,
Sleeping around but they it surfing on a couch,
stupid things with pretty rings,
thrown in the flames,
still being pushed all the same,
with the Rolex,
on trends,
but filthy,
She won't me...

{ }
I rhyme hood,
Sometimes I sick,
you never know when gonna click,
these girls make me out to be first pick,
they are measuring by the size of their dick....