Luyện nghe bài hát Bullshit

You gotta get up off of that bullshit, stop fighting feeling
You gotta get up off of bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You get up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get up off of that bullshit, stop fighting feeling

Let me you
And Interphaze you, the new sound
The sound is the "Cyde" And the is the "Cyde"
And no matter who you are, you know you hyde

Not from the of the sun
Nor the nor the stars
No who you are
So in and commence to the sound of my drummin'

You to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling
You to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling
You need to get up off of that and stop fighting that feeling
You need to get up off of that and stop fighting that feeling

Time to go all the way it
Don't sit there and stare or play with it
'Cause were to the seeds of the new breeds
The Motha Ship of dreams where breast feeds

Step thru reality reality so surreal you feel you never knew reality
Until it stood still now your far a lie
When the truth tantalizes ya see we'z
Already in the or outer space

Standing here on the face of this
To the state to the grid of my turf where my mom gave
To all that she be it small to others but
Yo, it's bigger than

They did a examination of it
But you duplicate the state of our relations thru translations
That's not the ticket breaking in Heiroglyphics
Trying to get down to the

You need to get up off of that shit and stop that feeling
You need to get up off of shit and stop fighting that feeling
You need to get up off of that shit and stop that feeling
You need to get up off of that shit and fighting that feeling

Yo, when money talks fools are checkin'
Depositing their two
Foolishly convinced blinded by ignorance
becomes a hinderance for them to rise

When you to recognize
Time for no man
When you to stand and
Get up offa that Bullshit, stop fighting that

Yo, yo, now let me change the topic a bit
about the iahp's with the fat ass and tits
Comin' to the club looking for a
got ten dollars for a drink at the bar

Scoping around looking for the best
Smelling for the passing up the stress
Sniff sniff yo what does the iahp
A brotha like Suave with that swell

Action was the iahp was blown
Next thing you I had her at my home
All alone object to get
The only thing that happened was her ass got

Now no end and her ass was
Used a little tongue but believe I'm hung
So listen, a lesson well for all you club hopping ho's
It ain't about the stardom and it about the dough so

You gotta get up off of that bullshit, stop that feeling
You gotta get up off of bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You get up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
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