Luyện nghe bài hát Bullshit

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

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

Not the eyes of the sun
Nor the nor the stars
No who you are
So come in and commence to the 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 feeling
You need to get up off of that shit and fighting that feeling
You need to get up off of that shit and fighting that feeling

Time to go all the way it
just 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 far from a lie
the truth tantalizes ya eyes see we'z
Already in the skies or outer

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

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

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

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

When you to recognize
Time for no man
you going 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 for a star
Ain't got ten dollars for a at the bar

Scoping looking for the best dressed
Smelling for the indo up the stress
Sniff yo what does the iahp smell
A brotha like Suave with pockets swell

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

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

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 that bullshit, fighting that feeling
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