Luyện nghe bài hát Climb Trees

Sun set and sun I'm my own personal 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 around me, but I'm dead still
Upright...but still
Word is still born...I will not stoop to the level of the that y'all chill on
If the building's boarded up and the children of the
-er Liquor Store don't want to it no more...
because holes have filled the wall, sneakers are scuffed & toes have become

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

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

Mind not the that are on my premise. Endlessness is my "to be continued..."
Notice the nervousness in my footnotes being interviewed
Shaking uncontrollably. "How you doing?" "Not bad...how you?"
it right back to me like "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 don't know 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
think they've shut me out, but I can see their ugly mouth in the shape of "O"s
I'd break their windows with a stone that has a 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 cherry trees down
Dead to this world. me now."

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

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

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

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 here to make a change. I break
I break dance moves and Strange--
Strange Famous is infamous for inflammatory statements
Living in with subterranean secret service agents
With little patience. A pediatrician who kids
lib is getting choked to death by their own baby bibs
Baby, did you know I women who hate mankind?
I talk about it all the time....keep it comin' HUH!!!

"IIIIIIIII MEEEEEEEENNNNN"

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

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

the right woman?! Throw up one hand...and wave it now