Luyện nghe bài hát Hand Over Hand

It's the American
But if you pull on the thread, gonna tear at the seam
See what I mean? We tend to scream
Baby, we stare at the screen
Like a preacherman up at the pulpit
Some with the end up holding the bullwhip
Another kid unloading a full clip
And I tie a pretty bow on this bullshit
But not lie for another second
We see the trouble, rubberneckin
No doublecheckin, if an issue we have to grapple
The words are caught in my Adam's
I my body a happy chapel
'Cause every person's a
But there's no feeling you hide
So all pray to the God inside, say it now

Never needed a til you needed a hand
You never how to walk until you understand
Coulda been that you needed to be
How many more do you How many more do you need?
Still I wish I break free
It's that same old simple song I still
How many do we need?
Before it's hand over
Love everything

That's me with the arm
at the top dog, spilling my blood on the cement
We willing to roll now, sick of getting mowed
Fuck if I dope now, kill me
I'd rather be known for the dealing
Than known to be on the feeling
How many more go now? How many more gotta go down?
I'll stand in the witcha
to get a little bit of glimpse of the plain picture
People a pinch just to get em to wake up
You'll be in a ditch before I get you to wake up, say it
Whoever said it wasn't fair, was telling the truth
I'd be a liar if I said there was nothing to

Never needed a til you needed a hand
You never know how to walk until you
been anything that you needed to be
How many more do you want? How more do you need?
I wish I could break free
It's same old simple song I still believe
How many more do we
it's hand over hand
Love everything

They say we know our role
Kiss the of the totem pole
Set goals, and go for gold
But we and hide inside our gopher holes
I smoke a bowl, a hand on my dick
the other one is busy clicking the remote control
I'm no Lama of the sofa but I hear I gotta go to
Where the sinners face the coals
You say that your heart ain't got no holes, well bitch
Let's all admit that we got souls like cheese
But wishing gonna fill this abyss
And no hand over over fisted riches is fixin what's missin
If I wanna kill this
I know the answer is a light I got in me
I got no degree in philosophy
But I know that baby's born with the lock and key

Never needed a hand til you a hand
You never know how to walk until you
Coulda been anything you needed to be
How many do you want? How many more do you need?
Still I wish I could free
It's that same old simple song I still
How more do we need?
Before hand over hand
over everything