Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five Sie One Remix

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

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

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

One to the next,
Clocks when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,

The face got the planet fooled,
Books get judged by the covers worldwide, with the illest,
The real is just dreams,
No to deal 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 all I got is eighty-five.

A clock can motivation,
why I'm never rockin' a watch,
What's a deadline you're 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 grown-up shit is for the birds,
So the skittles,
Fruits, the Now N Laters, and Nerds,
I'm eatin' until my teeth fall out and I can't see
And I'm deaf in my left ear but my right can cause
I'm happily. So why you mad at me?
Cause 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,
I'm more immature than that cat from Sister-Sister,
If my parents me no I'm gonna do it anyway,
Experience will make sense than anything that they could ever say,

Forever video games until I'm sleepy,
Hawk's Pro Skater, please,
you'll never me,
So you're better 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 ever the movie big?
My heart is in '85 the coolest place I've ever been in my life,
We watchin' Smurfs, eatin' LIFE,
knew a crack rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pink we knew was Snaggle,
Your 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 under your bed,
(And all it) took was one look to get them thoughts out head,
(And then ya') fall right to sleep a worry in mind,
(That's why I) Can't why cat's be hurryin' time,
And I don't wanna grow up I'm a Crab Kid,
And I enjoy the of people I relate wit',
But if it comes to it,
to deal cat's that I despise,
I just close my and drift away to Eighty-Five

One to the next,
Clocks when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The face got the planet 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