Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five

It seems lately time be beatin' my ass,
step is like a right hook from Iron Mike Tyson in his prime,
It's like my is on a tredmill,
I'm bullets,
see the but I can't pull it,
This belt just bringin' me back,
And every minute is like a uppercut' from Sagat,
I'm up these ropes,
and no tellin' if I win or not,
gloves are getting heavy,
it's fight or flight you know how goes,
clocks is chasin',
got me obstacles,
And every hour is like a tightrope I walk with shoes,
Still yet I got my tellin' me that I can't lose,
So every time I start slippin' ego's trippin',
I focus real hard and levitate just I'm GOD,
And I'm lovely,
I'm in the no one above me,
With the gift to differentiate snakes from that love me,
There's a line between happiness and hopeless,
An even thinner line between on and out of focus,
BUT Back to my story about my fall glory,
And how I levitate from the fate put before me,
say 'Be patient',
but what the fuck is patience when my is racin'?
Put in my situation,
Try to be humble,
you refrain from getting' pissed,
When you look down to see you're fallin' right time's abyss,
And to see visions,
you really miss, simple things,
Like your birthday wish,

first girlfriend,
Your love,
Your first kiss,
first time feeling hate,
The time you got dissed,
Your day of school,
Your very college class,
Your first touchin' titties,
First you got ass,
Your first time learnin' wrong right,
lonely night,
The time you got your ass whooped in
Your first fight,
Your first dare,
Your first hair,
first time watchin' Jason,
Your nightmare,

That's you realize that time was your worst nightmare,
And now stuck asking yourself 'Why ain't life fair?',
You get to the bottom,
see the end of line,
Your first time losin' this battle with time,
But before you meet your death,
one memory left,
The only one that's was your first breath,

One to the next,
Clocks switch when you least expect it and the simplest shit complex,
The face got the planet fooled,
get judged by the covers worldwide, coincide with the illest,
The real is fictional dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, shit hit's the fan with click of a hand,
be a man eventually,
When the kid in me is satisfied, but 'til the day all I got is eighty-five.

A can kill motivation,
why I'm never rockin' a watch,
What's a deadline when you're living on own time?
I'm livin' slow, Pan style son,
You didn't know I never up,
my mind is set at six old,
As far as I'm concerned this shit is for the birds,
So the skittles,
Fruits, the Now N Laters, and Nerds,
I'm eatin' sweets until my fall out and I can't see
And I'm deaf in my left ear but my can hear cause
I'm happily. So why you mad at me?
your frustrations gave you grey hairs,
99% of your life's chasin'
nightmares, (GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE)
I'm crazy childish, check the habits,
I with my food, pick my nose, and eat it damn it,
Plus I pick my scabs, I be the to pop a blister,
Cause I'm more than that cat from Sister-Sister,
If my tell me no I'm gonna do it anyway,
Experience will make more sense than anything that they ever say,

Forever playin' video until I'm sleepy,
Tony Pro Skater, please,
you'll beat me,
So basically you're better off a bill or somethin',
mind is elderly, forty over the hill or somethin',
I'm at heart,
forever be a kid I'm on some Tom Hanks shit,
you seen the movie big?
My heart is in '85 the coolest place I've ever been in my life,
We watchin' Smurfs, eatin' LIFE,
Never a crack rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pink we knew was Snaggle,
Your in the dirt,
We playin' Hungry-Hippo's 'til our hurt,
What do you know about out a whole box of Trix to get the toy out,
(Scared to) go to sleep somethin's under your bed,
(And all it) took was one look to get them thoughts out head,
(And then ya') fall right to without a worry in mind,
(That's why I) Can't understand why be hurryin' time,
And I don't wanna up I'm a Crab Apple Kid,
And I enjoy the of people I relate wit',
But if it comes to it,
to deal with that I despise,
I just close my eyes and away to Eighty-Five

One to the next,
Clocks switch you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby face got the fooled,
Books get judged by the worldwide, coincide with the illest,
The real is fictional dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, shit hit's the fan with every of a hand,
be a man eventually,
When the kid in me is satisfied, but 'til the day arrives all I got is