Luyện nghe bài hát Bullshit

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

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 you can't hyde

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

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

Step thru into reality so surreal you feel you never knew reality
Until it stood now your far from a lie
When the truth ya eyes see we'z
Already in the skies or 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 loves be it to others but
Yo, it's than love

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

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

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

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

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
got ten dollars for a drink at the bar

Scoping around for the best dressed
for the indo passing up the stress
Sniff sniff yo what the iahp smell
A brotha like Suave pockets that swell

Action was thrown the was blown
Next you know I had her at my home
All alone to get paid
The only thing happened was her ass got laid

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