Luyện nghe bài hát Happy Pillz

[Aesop
MURS, you should go get us some

Alright, this is the I can do. . . what do you want?

Rock]
Aesop's getting

Well do you want?

Rock]
What's on your mind, Big

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

Rock]
Did you take your today?

20 milligrams worth, but I'm still so amped I can kill a verse
What's on mind Aes Rock?

[Aesop
Shit, the roaches in the kitchen that I on
everyday but for some reason they listen

Did you take your meds

[Aesop
Yeah, 20 milligrams worth, but I'm feeling so amped I can a damn verse

1]

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

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

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

2]

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

This does sound the beat from a porno flick
Before we get up off the stage go and those chicks
That we're comin' with that DiGiorno Dick
I wanna you up, then fill you up
Bang this into your 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 my XBOX enthrills me

3]

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

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

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

Def Jux!
Motherfucker,