Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish Those Cats at Fobia Would Give Me Some Free Shoes

Tomorrow's flurries motherfucker!

(..Snowman in effect)
Snowman in full effect so play the odds out 'till
The will grow so we can buy posters and staples
I bet that kid will bust flows, if you ask nice
It's Friday night, point me to the party wanna mics
to get queezy when it was time to rock that B.B.
But nowadays I'm just trying to get Musab from the TV
Cause I can't with the Zenith, I rather criticize Tuesdays releases
with the elitists at the
Yet, another factory is what we present
Surrounding, bitch a ballpoint, no grievance
Let's all point our towards the path we venture
Minneapolis natives the rap of winter bad contender
Let me catch a lukewarm triple mocha to reach the
of the that scratched on my sofa
And in the green room is and in the kitchen is dirty dishes
And my position: vision

And I'm livin' in a section where heads is frozen
And these skinny powdered kids is posin' talkin' shit
the first time I met you backstage in the name room
I that I did not want to occupy the same room
I for a living, but I take the bus to work
Auditioned for the role of Jesus, got the of "Jerk"
Armed with a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate I--

Simply took a left at
Sucking on a did some pinch hits before I left
And now the is liftin' it
at the last drag and flick remains at the gutter
Flip up the hood just to the brains covered
I'm trying to a mountain out of a foothill
I see people rockin' my t-shirt, and I'm still shopping at
In a struggle, in a warzone, grew extra personality
Now I won't have to flee or alone
The microphone: that's my weapon and I'm on a quest for
Or rent me some
It's as fuck, just gimme a three hour lead (Hour lead)
So I can reflect maybe rent a flick and re-learn how to
The weed turn out the sleeves and found a of tricks
and a cleaver to relieve all these unnecessary limbs
Misplaced the gems and I meant to give you
To lift you, and lost my mind inside the

And now I live it in a section where is frozen stiff
And these skinny powdered kids is posin' talkin' shit
Since the first time I met you in the name room
I knew that I did not want to occupy the same
I drive for a living, but I take the bus to
Auditioned for the of Jesus, got the part of "Jerk"
Armed with a walkman and a fake and a basement mindstate when I think--

Now, I got spies positioned at various chivos the city
Lots of people that's down with me the evils out to get me
It's easy to who can taste me
A lot of locals used to me, but now I think the tolerate me
You can only hear I feel when my eyes are shut
Mistakes are piling up, they lining up
I'm trying to reality, but I'm impotent I can't get it up
Cause she's a duck and her personality sucks just my
I the wrong bus guess I'll get off at the crossroads
And take a lunch
Next month when I got my head right grab a lead pipe
And beat some into this dead mic
So let the tape roll and extract all the
the hate mail in the bathroom and place wages on the losers
In the beginning, you help but wanna be innovative
But eventually the opposition you jaded
Like no (Hell no), I don't wish I was a baller
I'm six foot three, ain't no need for me to be any taller
I just wish those cats over at Fobia would hit me off with some free gear or somethin'
..Come on

Cause I'm in a section where heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powdered sniffin' kids is posin' shit
Since the first I met you backstage in the name room
I knew I did not want to occupy the same room
I drive for a living but I the bus to work
Auditioned for the of Jesus, got the part of "Jerk"
Armed with a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate I
think of how it could all be

Uh, yeah, Gob said that uh, I-I can come in and some shit out?
cool? Alright..