Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five

It seems like lately time be my ass,
Every step is like a right hook from Iron Tyson in his prime,
It's like my is on a tredmill,
I'm bullets,
see the plug but I can't it,
belt just keeps bringin' me back,
And every minute is a 'tiger uppercut' from Sagat,
I'm up against ropes,
and ain't no if I win or not,
These 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 with greasy 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 like I'm GOD,
And I'm lovely,
I'm in the clouds no one me,
With the gift to differentiate snakes those that love me,
There's a thin line happiness and hopeless,
An even line between on point and out of focus,
BUT Back to my about my fall from glory,
And how I levitate from the fate put before me,
say 'Be patient',
but what the fuck is when my heart is racin'?
Put in my situation,
Try to be humble,
you won't refrain getting' pissed,
When you look down to see you're fallin' through time's abyss,
And to see visions,
memories you miss, simple things,
your first birthday wish,

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

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

One to the next,
switch when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby got the planet fooled,
Books get judged by the covers worldwide, with the illest,
The is just fictional dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, hit's the fan with every 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,
that's why I'm rockin' a watch,
What's a deadline when living on your own time?
I'm livin' slow, Pan style son,
You know I never grow up,
my is set at six years old,
As far as I'm this grown-up shit is for the birds,
So the skittles,
Fruits, the Now N Laters, and Nerds,
I'm eatin' sweets until my teeth fall out and I see
And I'm deaf in my left ear but my right can hear
I'm happily. So why you mad at me?
your frustrations gave you grey hairs,
99% of life's spent chasin'
American nightmares, (GET THE OUT OF HERE)
I'm crazy childish, just the habits,
I play with my food, my nose, and eat it damn it,
Plus I my scabs, I be the first to pop a blister,
Cause I'm more immature than cat from Sister-Sister,
If my parents me no I'm gonna do it anyway,
will make more sense than anything that they could ever say,

Forever playin' games until I'm sleepy,
Hawk's Pro Skater, please,
you'll never me,
So basically you're off paying a bill or somethin',
Your mind is elderly, forty the hill or somethin',
I'm at heart,
I'ma forever be a kid I'm on Tom Hanks shit,
you ever seen the big?
My heart is in '85 the coolest place I've ever been in my life,
We watchin' Smurfs, eatin' LIFE,
Never knew a rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pussy we knew was Snaggle,
mind's in the dirt,
We playin' 'til our hands hurt,
What do you know pourin' out a whole box of Trix to get the toy out,
(Scared to) go to sleep cause somethin's your bed,
(And all it) was one look to get them thoughts out your head,
(And then ya') right to sleep without a worry in mind,
(That's why I) understand why cat's be hurryin' time,
And I don't wanna grow up I'm a Apple Kid,
And I the company of people I relate wit',
But if it comes to it,
to deal with that I despise,
I just close my eyes and drift away to

One to the next,
switch when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby got the planet fooled,
Books get judged by the covers worldwide, with the illest,
The real is just dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, shit the fan with every click of a hand,
be a man eventually,
When the kid in me is satisfied, but the day arrives all I got is eighty-five