Luyện nghe bài hát Getaway Car

Breeze
Yo, I'll this to all of my corporate corpses
Trying to the thoughts, coming out wilin'
to off the office,
I was surely of twisted
at a tv studio, an audio assistant
Easy, do my duty, though at was in a 'me' mood
Hot I be cool
I was on the brink of fiends
Livin in the green
Made a brother the color but beyond neon
Pushing me to
Barking at dreams to be
Tending to the talent and many they any
Was a challenge
you be like God damnit
Can he lift his
As he's cuffing it, how my mic
Thinking on the low, it's when he put the mic down
Clown stand steady, willing wanting
Sound man blurting in thinking I'd fucking them
steaming when I'm watching
Scheming on some hot
win as these cats be modelin' what not to do

In a car
In a car
In a car, car, car, car

In a car
In a car
In a car, car, car, car

Six in the morning and the walls in
High noon calls and the own him
Kings at the ready now the walls win

Rock
Storms on the harbor, like a of bore
my harbinger, pardon the art of war
Get your door's by the house of card carpenters
Who thought a slave could be a Spartacus or
Pencil sharpener a resume for the carnivores
Take important conference
In corner walls
buckets
A bunch of punch numbers
Five punch say no to company functions
And I duck into the
says kill it
Like a day of pinching paperclips and for the privilege
Two lives, one is chores for
One is I wanna be when you begin regretting yours
And I'm boredom with a coffee
every morning
To a man who beyond what it was for
How you pay the rent?
day job
rap records matter fact thanks!
Peace!

In a car
In a car
In a car, car, car, car

In a car
In a car
In a car, car, car, car

Six in the and the walls close in
High calls and the walls own him
Kings at the ready now the won't win

In a hospital day off from being tied down in recreation
Swinging a at mental patients
the competition to smother the pain and sin,
So he pound you out in table tennis like Liqin
Too within just to stop
Demented interaction sleep and thoughts
He's insane paint thinner in his vein
Colors out around the doctors finger in his brain
With a needle to beat him in a fetal position
He crafted a path to his condition
Would cling to the white walls the halls
In his mind soon bled the words he speak to the world in time,
But not more injections strapped to the bed
Until the psycho-tropics hold of the rap in his head
his wrists released, he wrote tunes you could snoop through
Day of release said, "Depart me, I never knew you."

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