Luyện nghe bài hát Happy Pillz

[Aesop
MURS, you should go get us food

Alright, this is the best I can do. . . what do you

[Aesop
getting hungry

Well do you want?

Rock]
What's on your mind, Big

Shit, the end of the world a wife at home I pretend is my girl

Rock]
Did you take your today?

20 milligrams worth, but I'm so amped I can kill a damn verse
on your mind Aes Rock?

[Aesop
Shit, the in the kitchen that I scream on
everyday but for some they don't listen

Did you take your meds

Rock]
Yeah, 20 worth, but I'm feeling so amped I can kill a damn verse

1]

[Aesop
I was at the park with a couple of other Jukies
An animated glitch suspended like milk money
I calculate my comfort zone by how the hoodie
I calibrate on how crappy the jewelry
(I keep it Dirty) What? My vibes on that old "Ha ha ha Stick 'Em"
Like a 1950-something hanger abortion victim
99 bottles of pills on the wall
Take 'em down, pass 'em around before me and eat 'em all

I was cooling at the park with a of other Jukies
We were taking on all comers like some bookies
Rookies running up with their run-of-the-mill
Crashed, hit 'em all up hundreds of ill slaps
The Harlem just happens to be my favorite
You take it from your then you take 'em to the pavement
We take shit but we take our medication
And we bust them raps back to Prozac

I wanna go home, I need to take my happy again
I wanna go home, I need to take my happy again
I gotta go home, I to take my happy pills again
I wanna go home, I need to my happy pills again

2]

[Aesop
Blockhead, this beat sounds like the song to the
Huston 500 Marathon
Get laughed at like dude last in line tryin' to that's suspect
Who's ante's up next? Duck I'm with bonsai column big pimpin'
With less money and women, that's slippin'
Now it's Golden Eye with rifles in the temple
Holding my bludgeoned-to-deranged cups, my doors tucked
a little wrong tough, it's the right stuff or the wrong stuff
Wrong lyrically I'm not clutch upon the mic because you suck

This does sound like the beat a porno flick
Before we get up off the stage go and those chicks
That we're comin' with that oven-fresh Dick
I wanna you up, then fill you up
Bang this dick into stomach until you reveal your lunch
Shove my 8 into your face and you taste your cunt
Nah, not really, 'cause my girl surely kill me
I only rest my cock when my enthrills me

3]

[Aesop
MURS is my pharmacist cupboards full of
I'm a serotonin re-uptake inhibitor, bronze US
See me in cashing in on that See You in Hell thing
Decompose like Dorothy water bucket which people smelting
And I seldom seen weeks without the medicated crust
Settle uncivil circuits that the cut
I'll tell you what, I'ma freak the out if someone
doesn't let me use phone
Yo, MURS I gotta go

Aes Rock is my pharmacist, he own a farm
But he owns a gang of that'll help and keep me calm
If you're taking this too serious I'm just gonna
I'm just screwing with your like to do em out with brain
Surgery a shed, I take the same meds
As Mike Tyson, my life is rollin' out of control
Don't need a license to drive myself
Catch me on his next album as as Aesop pays me

Go to sleep, go to bed
Go to sleep, go to bed
Go to sleep, yo ass to bed
better go to sleep

Def Jux!
Motherfucker,