Luyện nghe bài hát Climb Trees

Sun set and sun rise I'm my own light show
Flipping switches...moving from basin bottoms to
The Earth...manipulates itself me
I stand still...stagnate. Can't kill...this lagged

Life...manipulates itself me, but I'm dead still
Upright...but dead
is still born...I will not stoop to the level of the stoop that y'all chill on
If the boarded up and the children of the corn
-er Liquor Store don't want to it no more...
because holes have filled the wall, are scuffed & toes have become sore

I saw y'all walk from the hood of tough
Yeah, if these walls talk they wouldn't shut the fuck up

in your pick up truck. Drive from the mountain range
Cash the chips in on your shoulder, cut your losses, die young, count the
How strange...you these clouds look lovely?
Smoke signals...manipulate above me
No symbols...are me enough to overlook
I you read my every move, I wrote the book

Mind not the blemishes are on my premise. Endlessness is my "to be continued..."
Notice the nervousness in my footnotes when being
Shaking uncontrollably. "How you doing?" "Not bad...how you?"
Brought it right back to me "What've you been up to?"

I don't talk to freaks. I even ignore my who live down the stairs
I walk the streets. And they know that I'm famous in 2000 years
So I say shit loud in their ears and I spit a verse in their face...
their personal space
In a split second, curtains and get closed
They think they've shut me out, but I can see their mouth in the shape of "O"s
I'd break their with a stone that has a note attatched
that says "I hate Jim Crow, and here's a to let you know the haps:"

"I've got a golden axe and I chop trees down
Dead to world. Bury me now."

I am from a distant that sits and waits for my belated time to come
but its too I've missed my fate. I "F" with the deaf, blind and dumb
My father me one thing...how to fire a gun
I bother...this is survival for fun

I have become the most sin city slicker *************
cynical dim witted
critical shit hipster
Whisper...to my earhole...tell me not to be
Be
not to any...sudden...movements
Show me sole...I like to study shoe prints

You've stepped to me before! I can recognize them toes!
I left guys with bloody clothes. For a second time...nobody knows
The pain I've seen. Nobody knows the pain I've
Nobody knows why I've got a bloody nose or how they it bleed

Climb trees...go out on a
To me...forget about him
Forget hymns...what are those psalms that you sing
are those songs that are in your head echoing...

I am not to make a change. I break chains
I break moves and move Strange--
Strange Famous is infamous for mission statements
Living in with subterranean secret service agents
little patience. A pediatrician who hate kids
Women's lib is getting choked to death by their own bibs
Baby, did you know I love women who mankind?
I talk it all the damn time....keep it comin' HUH!!!

"IIIIIIIII MEEEEEEEENNNNN"

Yeah** This conversation is mine. I own all the stock in small talk,
And I've trade marked this facial called the "gawk."
So fuck off. I dis souped by ninjas and hockey fights
While discussion groups infringe upon my
All them want me tonight...I've been so great and respectful
They only get salty when I them into the shape of a pretzel
I make them flexible when I their schedule. It only got hard...
When I asked 'em politely not to fight me and to up.(i think he says 'their')..God
Damn...this is than I thought it would be
They'll attend any party and not fight it as long as invited cordially
Unfortunately, I've only got so many hundred
But talk to me, I want to take you all under my broken

the right man for the job?!
Put up your hands y'all because I'm not tall to stand up to God

Who's the right woman?! up one hand...and wave it now