Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five Sie One Remix

It like lately time be beatin' my ass,
Every step is like a right hook from Iron Mike in his prime,
It's my mind 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 uppercut' from Sagat,
I'm up against ropes,
and ain't no if I win or not,
These gloves are heavy,
it's fight or flight you how that goes,
clocks is chasin',
got me obstacles,
And every hour is like a tightrope I walk with shoes,
yet I got my conscience tellin' me that I can't lose,
So every time I slippin' ego's start trippin',
I focus real hard and levitate just I'm GOD,
And I'm lovely,
I'm in the no one above me,
the gift to differentiate snakes from those that love me,
There's a thin between 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 what the fuck is patience when my is racin'?
Put in my situation,
Try to be humble,
you won't refrain from pissed,
When you look down to see you're fallin' right time's abyss,
And to see visions,
you really miss, simple things,
Like first birthday wish,

first girlfriend,
Your love,
Your first kiss,
Your first time hate,
The first you got dissed,
first day of school,
Your first college class,
Your time touchin' titties,
time you got ass,
Your first time learnin' from right,
lonely night,
The first time you got ass whooped in
first real fight,
Your triple-double 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 yourself '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 more left,
The only one that's obsolete was first breath,

One to the next,
Clocks switch when you 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 fictional 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 can kill motivation,
that's why I'm never a watch,
What's a deadline when you're living on own time?
I'm slow, Peter Pan style son,
You know I never 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' sweets until my fall out and I can't see
And I'm deaf in my left ear but my can hear cause
I'm happily. So why you mad at me?
your frustrations gave you grey hairs,
99% of your life's spent
American nightmares, (GET THE OUT OF HERE)
I'm crazy childish, just the habits,
I play with my food, pick my nose, and eat it it,
Plus I my scabs, I be the first to pop a blister,
Cause I'm more than that cat from Sister-Sister,
If my tell me no I'm gonna do it anyway,
Experience will make more sense than anything that they could say,

Forever playin' games until I'm sleepy,
Tony Pro Skater, please,
you'll never me,
So you're 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 place I've ever been in my life,
We Smurfs, eatin' cinnamon LIFE,
Never knew a rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pussy we knew was Snaggle,
Your in the dirt,
We playin' Hungry-Hippo's 'til our hurt,
What do you know about pourin' out a box of Trix to get the toy out,
(Scared to) go to sleep cause under your bed,
(And all it) took was one to get them thoughts out your head,
(And then ya') fall to sleep without 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 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 eyes and away to Eighty-Five

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