Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five Sie One Remix

It seems like lately time be my ass,
Every step is like a right hook from Mike Tyson in his prime,
like 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 these ropes,
and no tellin' if I win or not,
These are getting heavy,
it's or flight you know how that goes,
Facin' is chasin',
got me obstacles,
And every is like a tightrope I walk with greasy shoes,
Still yet I got my conscience tellin' me that I lose,
So every time I start slippin' 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 snakes 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 my fall from glory,
And how I levitate the fate time 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 look down to see you're fallin' right time's abyss,
And to see visions,
you really miss, simple things,
Like your birthday wish,

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

That's when you realize that time was your nightmare,
And now you're stuck asking yourself ain't life fair?',
You get to the bottom,
see the end of line,
Your first time losin' this 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 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 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,
why I'm never rockin' a watch,
What's a deadline when living on your own time?
I'm slow, Peter Pan style son,
You didn't know I never 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 sweets until my teeth 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
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,
Plus I pick my scabs, I be the 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,
will make more sense than anything that they could ever 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 seen the big?
My heart is trapped in '85 the coolest place ever been in my life,
We watchin' Smurfs, eatin' LIFE,
Never knew a rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pink we knew was Snaggle,
Your in the dirt,
We playin' Hungry-Hippo's 'til our hurt,
What do you know about 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 ya') fall right to sleep without a worry in mind,
(That's why I) Can't understand why be hurryin' time,
And I don't wanna grow up I'm a Crab Kid,
And I enjoy the company of I relate wit',
But if it comes 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 least expect it and make the simplest complex,
The baby 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 fiends, shit 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