Luyện nghe bài hát Clay

When I first the damage was outlandish
anguish, anxiousness, and it for granted
but when I first landed I was so I lost my focus
so we recommended dosages
now I hold the crib? holds the soul that holds the poet skills
exlcusive it leaves of unfocused flows
I don't suppose you're taking too much
breaking too mind trying to unravel the parable?
that dismantled and the lines in need of some assembly
so I can find the key and free all the emcees
this planet spins on a axis
all axis passes help you to grasp the atmos'
I mean, did you think
my agenda was to freestyle, smile, get to smoke weed,
and grab the mic and
there's to this than just paying the rent
if you're riding on song you need to ride it to the end

what could you say as the Earth gets further and further
planets as small as balls of (x4)
some shells get
some keep wigs closed
some get exposed as little man big
some make moves and stay daydreamers
but everybody seems to want some loot, food and a
well make mine hunter with camo insides,
10 percent tints, Mr. Pibb and some fries
inch by I take it closer to the shoulder
but day by day it's getting to stay sober
once again on the edge, inebriated
movement needs motive, it's to be sedated
what me mighty and another tiny?
why does my psyche give a damn about whether or not you me?
if this crime's right I be wrong
I grip this mic because it's all I really have a grip on
so let the lose and let the players play
the is the day to the dust some clay, what
- 4X]
who's world is it ain't mine, and I'm grateful
got a plate full of clay on my table
I'm capable of handling fate, I this
so do the people that get pissed this microphonist spits
too many get caught up in the lines that thought up
but it's clear to me the ones that me are the one's that outta
I spot a on your planet's existence
I subtle terror submerged in clever sentences
instantly away the misfits
the only residue that came of the spew they sprayed
when swayed I'd have em
of 'em can't fathom
where the from
I may be on
you can ask 'em
at last, when we get to it
there's than sand and fluid
in how I and evolve
can we solve the No.
can we trinkets? No.
so the ink hits it's more than just a sequenced flow
I bring you with me so I'm a leave me here
centuries now they're gonna study Atmosphere
carefully I steer, I'm aware life is
when I go, I go like Ho, taken by the play-dough
- 4X]