Luyện nghe bài hát Eighty-five Sie One Remix

It seems like 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 but I can't pull it,
This belt keeps bringin' me back,
And every minute is a 'tiger 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 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' 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,
With the gift to differentiate snakes from 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 about 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 won't refrain getting' pissed,
When you look down to see you're fallin' right through abyss,
And to see visions,
memories you really miss, things,
your first birthday wish,

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

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

One to the next,
Clocks switch 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 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,
that's why I'm never a watch,
What's a deadline when you're living on own time?
I'm livin' slow, Pan style son,
You didn't know I never up,
my is set at six years old,
As far as I'm this grown-up 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 hear
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, 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,
Cause I'm more immature than 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',
mind is elderly, forty over the hill or somethin',
I'm at heart,
I'ma forever be a kid I'm on some Tom shit,
you ever the movie big?
My heart is trapped in '85 the coolest place I've ever in my life,
We Smurfs, eatin' cinnamon LIFE,
Never knew a crack rock, it was Fraggle,
The only pink we knew was Snaggle,
mind's in the dirt,
We playin' Hungry-Hippo's 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 somethin's your bed,
(And all it) was one look 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 grow up I'm a Crab Apple Kid,
And I enjoy the company of I relate wit',
But if it comes to it,
to deal cat's that I despise,
I just close my eyes and drift to Eighty-Five

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