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 only a fee,
building only to the degree,
all sides,
and the corners,
strong convections proceed actions,
edge,
busting to the boarder all on film,
this camcorder,
candy flipping and gagging',
a pipe Bilbo Baggins making task happen,
while my are sagging,
on flights when the jet is lagging

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

[ Verse 2: ]
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,
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 to get lost in the wood,
with a tiger light sabre,
the of labor,
me to be nicer to my neighbor....

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

[ 3: True ]
Generating with an extra comma,
Dogma with my own karma,
sexy smooth, on a move,
with a and a big boob,
Being loyal for spoiled,
to claim royal with 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 with pretty rings,
being in the flames,
still pushed around all the same,
with the Rolex,
on trends,
but filthy,
She won't me...

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