Luyện nghe bài hát Getaway Car

Breeze
Yo, I'll this to all of my corporate corpses
Trying to abort the thoughts, coming out
to off the office,
I was sort of twisted
at a tv studio, an audio assistant
Easy, do my duty, though at times was in a mood
Hot I gotta be
I was on the of fiends truth
Livin in the room
a brother the same color but beyond neon
Pushing me to
Barking at to be gone
Tending to the talent and many they any
Was a challenge
When you be like God
Can he lift his
As he's cuffing it, how my mic
on the low, it's perfect when he put the mic down
Clown stand steady, willing subservient
Sound man blurting in thinking I'd fucking them
steaming I'm watching duke
Scheming on hot pursuit
Gotta win as 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 close in
High noon and the walls own him
Kings at the ready now the walls win

Aesop
Storms on the harbor, a harbinger of bore
Gore's my harbinger, the art of war
Get your darkened by the house of card carpenters
Who never thought a could be a Spartacus or
Pencil sharpener with a resume for the
Take important conference
In office walls
buckets
A bunch of punch numbers
Five punch just say no to company
And I duck into the
Nothing says it
a day of pinching paperclips and staplers for the privilege
Two lives, one is chores for
One is where I wanna be when you begin regretting
And I'm boredom a large coffee
Tardy every
To a man who authority what it was for
How you pay the rent?
day job
Make rap records 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 morning and the walls in
High calls and the walls own him
Kings at the ready now the walls win

In a hospital gown day off from tied down in recreation
Swinging a paddle at mental
Raping the competition to smother the and sin,
So he pound you out in tennis like Wang Liqin
Too strange within just to
Demented interaction and thoughts documented
He's lingering paint thinner in his vein
Colors out around the doctors finger in his brain
a needle unable to beat him in a fetal position
He crafted a path to his condition
Would cling to the white walls the psych
In his mind soon bled the he would speak to the world in time,
But not before more injections to the bed
Until the psycho-tropics took of the rap in his head
When his wrists released, he wrote tunes you snoop through
Day of release said, "Depart me, I never knew you."

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