Luyện nghe bài hát Headaches & Woes

Oh man, I got a splittin'
And my is broken up into
A thousand little microscopic pieces

I got a head full of headaches, a heart full of woes
I'm constantly singin' them downhome
And not many knows
That leaves me a twisted view
Of the whole world as I know it
And I I got no choice but to be a poet

Now in my habitat I gravitate towards having that
And I elevate on that
And never get caught in your rabbit trap
From to Venezuela
Nigeria down through
There's somethin' I learned that I gotta ya
There's a whole lot of us ain't too tight

Now I could been your doctor or lawyer
Or to your house and clean up for ya
Self destruction won't ya
If you got somebody lookin' out for ya
Men are murdered raped
gettin' beat on videotape
And people elsewhere tryin' to

Just to to America to lick the plate
Helicopters scope the
Hell is here so I hope you
Hip hop culture is
And rappers like me gon' the earth

I got a full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
I'm constantly singin' them downhome
And not many knows
That leaves me with a twisted
Of the whole world as I know it
And I guess I got no choice but to be a

Now everyday I manifest and I
And smoke
And I penetrate and I
And I demonstrate Los Angeles
From Amsterdam to the Northern
Panama, to Atlanta, Georgia
I learned that I haven't told ya
Brothers like me don't live too

Now I know you it ain't who you know
But do you
You see you could go just like any Joe
And that's for true
So if you're straight and you're
And the snake's in the
And the serpent is the rainbow
And you're head over heels instead of the
you're bound to be tangled

'Cause are singin' and dancin' and rappin'
they was a vaudeville act
But knowledge is wealth and you gotta know
And you gotta know God's still
'Cause every so often I sit and I why I even trip at all
half are down when I get down
The other half wanna see me

Waitin' around all heaven
And you seen that L-7's round
And when the sky falls to the
And you that the only way up is down
Don't me no additives, no sedatives
Or preservatives, or
Rhetoric you give, let it live
Yet my is poundin'
I'm dealin' this load on my mind

I got a full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes man
I'm singin' them downhome blues
And not many peoples
Man, leaves me with a twisted view
Of the whole wide as I know it
And I guess I got no but to be a

I got no but to be
I guess I got no but to be a poet
I guess I got no but to be a prophet
I guess I got no but to be a griot
A gangster, a athlete, a bum
A nobody, a criminal, a
A man, a MC, a MC, a MC

I got a full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
I'm constantly singin' them blues
And not many people
That leaves me a twisted view
Of the whole world as I know it
And I I got no choice but to be a poet

Mmm, hmm, you know right
why people got to get their high, so they can get high
They blast and they passed the pipe to get
Just like a Jedi, never said I would, I, even if I I
Didn't do it but I just rather get a shut eye
So I from dawn to dusk in a bomb shelter
'Cause ya never know when the man is gonna drop big one

Oh, pelting, burning, melting, alarm the farmers
Armageddon, psychic readings
Greetings, Earthlings, I'm from
Got two more planets to go and then I'm on my way to the
Oh no, there I go through the ozone layer
Where the men are the men and mean it
Down where the wind don't blow where the indo
In the snow and po'