Luyện nghe bài hát Clay

When I landed the damage was outlandish
anguish, anxiousness, and taking it for
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
it leaves illusions of unfocused flows
I don't you're taking too much time
breaking too much trying to unravel the parable?
that dismantled and the lines in need of some assembly
so I can the secret key and free all the emcees
this planet spins on a thin
all passes won't 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
more to this than just paying the rent
if you're on this song you need to ride it to the end

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