Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five

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

first girlfriend,
Your love,
first French kiss,
Your time feeling hate,
The time you got dissed,
first day of school,
Your first college class,
Your first time titties,
time you got ass,
Your first time wrong from right,
First night,
The first time you got ass whooped in
Your first fight,
Your triple-double dare,
Your first hair,
first time watchin' Jason,
Your nightmare,

That's when you realize 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 ever losin' battle with time,
But right before you 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 is just fictional dreams,
No time to deal with two fiends, shit 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 never a watch,
What's a deadline when living on your own time?
I'm livin' slow, Pan style son,
You didn't know I grow 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 right can hear
I'm happily. So why you mad at me?
Cause your frustrations gave you hairs,
99% of your spent chasin'
nightmares, (GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE)
I'm childish, just check the habits,
I play with my food, my nose, and eat it damn it,
I pick my scabs, I be the first to pop a blister,
Cause I'm more immature that cat from Sister-Sister,
If my parents tell me no I'm do it anyway,
Experience will make more sense than anything that they could say,

Forever playin' video until I'm sleepy,
Hawk's Pro Skater, please,
you'll beat me,
So basically better off paying a bill or somethin',
Your mind is elderly, forty the hill or somethin',
I'm at heart,
forever be a kid I'm on some Tom Hanks shit,
you ever the movie big?
My heart is trapped in '85 the coolest place I've been in my life,
We Smurfs, eatin' cinnamon LIFE,
Never a crack rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pink we knew was Snaggle,
mind's in the dirt,
We Hungry-Hippo's 'til our hands hurt,
What do you about pourin' 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 to get them thoughts out your head,
(And then ya') fall right to sleep without a in mind,
(That's why I) Can't why cat's be hurryin' time,
And I don't wanna grow up I'm a Apple Kid,
And I enjoy the company of people I wit',
But if it down to it,
to deal with that I despise,
I just close my and drift away to Eighty-Five

One to the next,
Clocks switch when you least expect it and make the shit complex,
The baby face got the fooled,
Books get judged by the covers worldwide, with the illest,
The real is just dreams,
No time to with two dimensional fiends, shit 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 arrives all I got is