Luyện nghe bài hát Bullshit

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

Let me you
And Interphaze you, with the new
The is the "Cyde" And the Phar is the "Cyde"
And no matter who you are, you know you can't

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, when money talks fools are always
their two cents
Foolishly convinced blinded by their
That becomes a hinderance for them to

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

Yo, yo, now let me the topic just a bit
Talk about the iahp's with the fat ass and
to the club looking for a star
Ain't got ten for a drink at the bar

around looking for the best dressed
Smelling for the indo passing up the
Sniff sniff yo does the iahp smell
A brotha like 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 tongue but believe I'm well hung
So listen, a lesson well learned for all you club ho's
It ain't the stardom and it ain't about the dough so

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