Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five

It seems like 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 keeps 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 or flight you know how that goes,
Facin' is chasin',
got me obstacles,
And every hour is a tightrope I walk with greasy shoes,
Still yet I got my tellin' me that I can't lose,
So every time I start slippin' start trippin',
I focus hard and levitate just like I'm GOD,
And I'm lovely,
I'm in the clouds no one me,
With the gift to differentiate snakes from those love me,
There's a line between happiness and hopeless,
An thinner line between on point and out of focus,
BUT to my story about my fall from glory,
And how I levitate from the fate put before me,
say 'Be patient',
but the fuck is patience when my heart is racin'?
Put in my situation,
Try to be humble,
you won't from getting' pissed,
When you look down to see you're right through time's abyss,
And to see visions,
memories you really miss, things,
Like your birthday wish,

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

That's when you that time 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 ever losin' this battle with time,
But right before you your death,
one memory left,
The one that's obsolete was your first breath,

One to the next,
Clocks switch you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby face got the fooled,
get judged by the covers worldwide, coincide with the illest,
The real is just 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 the day arrives all I got is eighty-five.

A can kill motivation,
why I'm never rockin' a watch,
What's a deadline when you're on your own time?
I'm slow, Peter Pan style son,
You didn't I never grow up,
my is set at six years 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 teeth out and I can't see
And I'm deaf in my ear but my right can hear cause
I'm happily. So why you mad at me?
Cause your 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,
I pick my scabs, I be the first to pop a blister,
Cause I'm more than that cat from Sister-Sister,
If my parents tell me no I'm do it anyway,
will make more sense than anything that they could ever say,

Forever video games until I'm sleepy,
Tony Pro Skater, please,
never beat me,
So basically you're off paying 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 trapped in '85 the place I've ever been in my life,
We watchin' Smurfs, eatin' LIFE,
Never a crack rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pussy we knew was Snaggle,
Your in the dirt,
We playin' Hungry-Hippo's our hands hurt,
do you know about pourin' out a whole box of Trix to get the toy out,
(Scared to) go to sleep cause somethin's under bed,
(And all it) took was one look to get them out your head,
(And then ya') fall right to sleep 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 company of I relate wit',
But if it down to it,
to with cat's that I despise,
I just my eyes and drift away to Eighty-Five

One to the next,
Clocks switch when you least expect it and 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 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