Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five Sie One Remix

It seems like time be beatin' my ass,
Every step is like a right hook from 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 'tiger from Sagat,
I'm up against ropes,
and no tellin' if I win or not,
These are getting heavy,
it's fight or flight you how that goes,
Facin' is chasin',
got me obstacles,
And every hour is like a tightrope I with greasy shoes,
Still yet I got my conscience tellin' me that I lose,
So every time I start slippin' start trippin',
I focus real hard and just like I'm GOD,
And I'm lovely,
I'm in the clouds no one me,
With the gift to differentiate from those that love me,
There's a thin line happiness and hopeless,
An thinner line between on point and out of focus,
BUT Back to my about my fall from glory,
And how I levitate from the fate time put me,
say 'Be patient',
but the fuck is patience when my heart is racin'?
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,
Your love,
Your first kiss,
first time feeling hate,
The first you got dissed,
first day of school,
Your very college class,
Your first time titties,
First you got ass,
Your first learnin' wrong from right,
lonely night,
The first you got your ass whooped in
Your real fight,
Your first dare,
Your pubic hair,
Your time watchin' Jason,
first nightmare,

That's when you that time was your worst nightmare,
And now you're stuck asking yourself ain't life fair?',
You get to the bottom,
see the end of line,
Your first ever losin' this battle with time,
But right you meet your death,
one memory left,
The only one that's was your first 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 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 clock can motivation,
that's why I'm rockin' a watch,
What's a deadline when you're living on your own
I'm slow, Peter Pan style son,
You didn't know I never 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 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 your gave you grey hairs,
99% of your life's spent
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,
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 me no I'm gonna do it anyway,
Experience will make sense than anything that they could ever say,

Forever playin' games until I'm sleepy,
Tony Pro Skater, please,
you'll never me,
So basically you're better off 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 seen the movie
My heart is in '85 the coolest place I've ever been in my life,
We Smurfs, eatin' cinnamon LIFE,
knew a crack rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pink pussy we was Snaggle,
mind's in the dirt,
We playin' Hungry-Hippo's 'til our hurt,
What do you 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 thoughts out your head,
(And then ya') right to sleep 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 the company of people I relate wit',
But if it down to it,
to deal with that I despise,
I just close my eyes and away to Eighty-Five

One to the next,
switch 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 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