Luyện nghe bài hát Happy Timbuck2 Day

Me and Fiasco, Hollywood, California
trees, Hollywood lights
Enjoy the
Before we take it down, I need in the buiding right now
from right to left, to back, left to right,
to put both hands in the sky now before we get to the next song
We got any fans out there? Where y'all at? Make some noise
Y'all ready for Fiasco? Let me hear you make some fuckin' noise

Say insane, in the brain, in the brain, I bring the pain
Yeah, I came, that's why I in the game to do my thang
So think?
Write my on the wall,
on the wall, on the wall, ah-all, in Hall of
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too gangster to be dancin' in the
Insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the
Yeah, I came, that's why I in the game to do my thang
So think?

See when comes from the center, I'mma tumble to my members
I you heard that I was fly so I'm Dumbo to my listeners
them inches I make miles out them, bitches, bru
Listen, you do a mile in trial while in my innertube
de Force, tied so I am not the daddy
Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I had no Caddy
Gladly, didn't always that cake but I always had a patty
Or at least a home girl Ayesha from Cincinnati

Word to Ken and Kathy, who that we can't be happy?
Sadly it ain't no joke on that block, let Laffy Taffy
Tried to trap me, dug out a nappy snappy, even Lassie
Attacked me, tag me for so I can get back to wrestlin'
For the love because the foundation is my heart, that's my
my part, make communications with my art
Give my DJ the Serato, got that chico my vatos
Down in Chicos in El Paso, Tapatío on my

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Gimmie the mic, yeah (why?), uh 'cause they ain't kickin' it

Yeah, uhh
Doin' them papers for the like I'm Superman
Past, wanna put it all behind me a movin' van
Future, want it than Karrueche Tran, Hula dance
Not Yokozuna in booty pants, on Hoover, I do the Dam
Or at least I'm tryin', in the hopes I see some diamonds
On a boat and a piece of mind and on a coast with a climate
Where wanna seek refinement
And the pros wanna it client
And the cults wanna see my
For the dose of the science (yeah)
Way through the on the way

To the stage at the pace of Grace (okay)
And a raised in the rays of the Sun
Wouldn't fade in the of the day (okay)
Will you lay in a with a snake
Gettin' on the back and it nailed to the palm?
Not the nails from salons but the nails attack
And a rusty blade to the face
To clear sins? Nah
They don't want fate, no
They take that place, yeah
Gotta get mine from the love from below and in the mud
And the mind of a but I'm tryna relax
But design all the time like
If you see me from the high road, more on my Gyro

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Gimmie the mic (why?) 'cause they ain't it right

Stay insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the
Yeah, I came, that's why I in the game to do my thang
So think?
my story on the wall,
on the wall, on the wall, ah-all, in of Fames
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too gangster to be dancin' in the
Yeah, uh, uh

Happy Timbuck2 Day, in the you got that Lupe
And I'm smooth as Michael eatin' creme brulee and Kool-Aid
You can scroll down just like Jubei, the whole timeline got sauce
Hard and soft when I lay it down, gotta Wu-Tang on my duvet
That's ying-yang, that's Baby Boy and Ving
That's the best of both worlds God caused the Big Bang
(Mind blown) Now this drive you insane
Keep blacks all around that waist, but don't make us senseis
insane, send slaves, man's like, "I don't wanna work, send slaves
On ships, on waves, in waves",
Colder than a goalay, golder my Rolay
Told her hope and hold her 'lobe just Evander Holay
That's cleaner a solar panel, power panoramic camera
Tanner family album, used to smuggle cocaine
Now they don't want that beef, let child talk like a king
Let that cat walk in the street, extra mild on my wings

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Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, want?
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu
Gimmie the mic, whatchu Gimmie the mic, whatchu want?
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu
Gimmie the mic (why?) 'cause they ain't kickin' it

Stay insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the
Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the game to do my
So whatchu
Write my on the wall,
on the wall, on the wall, ah-all, in of Fames
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too gangster to be dancin' in the

We got any hip-hop out there? Where y'all at? Make some noise
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too gangster to be dancin' in the
Timbuck2, basically just a kid from Chicago that loves