Luyện nghe bài hát BiPolar

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

we go....

[ 1: True ]
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 convections great actions,
edge,
busting to the all caught on film,
with camcorder,
candy flipping and gagging',
a pipe like Bilbo making task happen,
my pants are sagging,
on long when the jet is lagging

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

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

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

[ 3: True ]
Generating drama an extra comma,
Dogma with my own karma,
sexy smooth, on a move,
with a and a big boob,
Being confused for spoiled,
trying to claim with a sheet of tin foil,
To from the leaning tower of Piza,
Struggling the day with the right words to say,
I am not or the Grouch,
Sleeping around but call it surfing on a couch,
stupid things with pretty rings,
being in the flames,
still pushed around all the same,
Rolls the Rolex,
on trends,
but filthy,
She quit me...

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