Luyện nghe bài hát Clay

When I first the damage was outlandish
anguish, anxiousness, and taking it for
but when I first I was so relieved I lost my focus
so we recommended dosages
now I the crib? that 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 much mind to unravel the parable?
that dismantled and left the lines in need of assembly
so I can the secret key and free all the emcees
planet spins on a thin axis
all axis passes won't help you to the atmos'
I mean, what did you
my was to freestyle, smile, get paid to smoke weed,
and grab the mic and
more to this than just paying the rent
if you're riding on this song you to ride it to the end

what could you say as the gets further and further away?
as small as balls of clay (x4)
some get broke
keep their wigs closed
some get exposed as man big pose
some moves and some stay daydreamers
but everybody seems to want loot, food and a beemer
well make hunter green with camo insides,
10 percent tints, Mr. and some french fries
inch by inch I take it to the shoulder
but day by day getting harder to stay sober
once on the edge, head's inebriated
movement motive, it's easier to be sedated
makes me mighty and another tiny?
why does my psyche give a about whether or not you like me?
if this right I might be wrong
I this mic tight because it's all I really have a grip on
so let the losers lose and let the play
the difference is the day to the dust clay, what
- 4X]
who's world is that? it ain't mine, and I'm
already got a full of clay on my table
I'm of handling fate, I know this
so do the people that get when this microphonist spits
too get caught up in the lines that emcees thought up
but it's to me the ones that fear me are the one's that outta
I spot a blemish on your existence
I deliver subtle terror submerged in clever
instantly pissin? away the
the only residue that came of the hypothecially spew they
when they swayed I'd em
of 'em can't fathom
where the 'Mats?
I may be on
you can ask 'em
at last, when we get to it
more than sand and fluid
in how I revolve and
can we the secrets? No.
can we trinkets? No.
so when the ink hits it's more than just a sequenced
I can't bring you with me so I'm a leave me
centuries from now they're study Atmosphere
carefully I steer, I'm aware life is
when I go, I wanna go like Ho, by the play-dough
- 4X]