Luyện nghe bài hát Bullshit

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

Let me you
And Interphaze you, the new sound
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 moon nor the
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 need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that
You to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling
You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that

to go all the way with it
Don't just sit there and stare or play it
'Cause were to the seeds of the new breeds
The Ship of dreams 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 ya eyes see we'z
in the skies or outer space

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, yo, now let me change the just a bit
Talk 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

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

Action was thrown the was blown
Next thing you know I had her at my
All alone to get paid
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 well learned for all you club hopping ho's
It about the stardom and it ain't about the dough so

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