Luyện nghe bài hát Bullshit

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

Let me you
And you, with 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 need to get up off of that and stop fighting that feeling
You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that
You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that
You need to get up off of that shit and fighting that feeling

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

Step thru reality into reality so surreal you feel you knew reality
it stood still now your far from a lie
When the truth ya eyes see we'z
in the skies or outer space

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

did a cross examination of it
But you can't the state of our relations thru translations
That's not the breaking code in Heiroglyphics
to get down to the specifics

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

Yo, money talks fools are always checkin'
Depositing two cents
convinced blinded by their ignorance
That becomes a hinderance for them to

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

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

Scoping looking for the best dressed
Smelling for the passing up the stress
Sniff sniff yo what the iahp smell
A brotha Suave with pockets that swell

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

Now no end and her ass was
Used a little tongue but I'm well 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 get up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get up off of that bullshit, stop fighting feeling
You gotta get up off of that bullshit, fighting that feeling
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