Luyện nghe bài hát Hand Over Hand

It's the American
But if you pull on the thread, gonna tear at the seam
See I mean? We don't tend to scream
Baby, we just at the screen
Like it's a preacherman up at the
Some with the scars end up the bullwhip
Another kid unloading a full clip
And I could tie a bow on this bullshit
But let's not lie for second
We see the trouble, rubberneckin
No doublecheckin, if an issue we have to grapple
The are caught in my Adam's apple
I make my body a happy
'Cause person's a tabernacle
But there's no feeling you gotta
So all pray to the God inside, say it now

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

That's me the long arm
Screaming at the top dog, my blood on the cement
We willing to roll now, sick of getting down
Fuck if I dope now, kill me
I'd rather be known for the dealing
Than known to be on the feeling
How more gotta go now? How many more gotta go down?
I'll stand in the rain
Just to get a little bit of 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 up, say it bruh
Whoever it wasn't fair, they was telling the truth
I'd be a liar if I there was nothing to prove

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

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

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