Luyện nghe bài hát Climb Trees

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

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

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

Jump in your pick up truck. from the mountain range
Cash the chips in on your shoulder, cut losses, die young, count the change
How strange...you think clouds look lovely?
Smoke signals...manipulate themselves me
No symbols...are below me enough to
I know you my every move, I wrote the book

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I am not here to make a change. I chains
I break dance and move Strange--
Strange Famous is infamous for inflammatory mission
Living in basements with subterranean service agents
With little patience. A pediatrician who 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 is mine. I own all the stock in boring small talk,
And I've trade marked this facial expression the "gawk."
So fuck off. I dis functions by ninjas and hockey fights
discussion groups infringe upon my copyrights
All them bitches me tonight...I've been so great and respectful
They only get salty when I bend them into the shape of a
I make them when I break their schedule. It only got hard...
I asked 'em politely not to fight me and to give up.(i think he says 'their')..God
Damn...this is easier than I it would be
They'll attend any party and not fight it as long as they're invited
Unfortunately, I've got so many hundred openings
But talk to me, I want to you all under my broken wings

Who's the man for the job?!
Put up your hands because I'm not tall enough to stand up to God

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