Luyện nghe bài hát BiPolar

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

we go....

[ 1: True ]
Vindicated, sophisticated,
and intimate,
up in the space,
showing her my face,
odd to see,
people seeds,
on an odyssey,
IT,
taxing with a fee,
building to the 10th degree,
all sides,
and the corners,
strong convections great actions,
edge,
busting to the boarder all on film,
with camcorder,
candy and lollie gagging',
a pipe Bilbo Baggins making task happen,
my pants are sagging,
on long flights the jet is lagging

{ }
I rhyme hood,
Sometimes I sick,
you know when it's gonna click,
these girls make me out to be their pick,
they are measuring 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,
Julius rolled so furious,
The in Cognac got curious,
about 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 mood to get in the wood,
a tiger named light sabre,
the of labor,
told me to be to my neighbor....

{ }
Sometimes I hood,
I rhyme 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....

[ 3: True ]
Generating drama an extra comma,
Dogma with my own karma,
sexy smooth, on a move,
a youtube and a big boob,
Being confused for spoiled,
trying to claim royal a sheet of tin foil,
To Ibiza the leaning tower of Piza,
thru 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 mixed pretty rings,
thrown in the flames,
still being around all the same,
Rolls the Rolex,
on trends,
but filthy,
She quit me...

{ }
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 by the size of their dick....