Luyện nghe bài hát Candy Strip Experience

Mic checker, never hack a
Story-observin'-time this I ain't the wrecker
Of brainpan, and there's a gameplan
teeth, in a small timespan
Population, frustration - ready to bug
No formation, it's really against streettugs
So the blocks shock with rock, from a jvc box
Another sick dance over some designer
to men in caps baggies hoodies
Eyes of destruction, now could you look ?
Day and nighttime, they like a nightowl
Dispatchin' tactics than my man colin powell
They dodge, hush, without a blush
Cat and mouse with five-o holds a grudge
And it's that

On the
Candy's gold out of
Gotta thank you man
On the
stroll in a trance
Understand with one
On the
Instant build-up ain't
Not far from a
On the

Man, man, man, man
I say I'm touched
When you 'round the methadon bus
The soul the same hole as their pockets
Here's the supply guy, need no ducats
And off to the spot
Be a leech for the twat a lot
Had a - that can no longer last
Build up fast in the moments of
Had a bash for the 'n purse that you snatched
Take cardboard tatch, a home to rest
in a game when the eye's upon you
A tramp in the land, but the world wrong too
Turned psycho-paranoid, it's the you dodge
Starin' at the bloodcrust, monster of lust