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

And I'm livin' in a section heads 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 I did not want to occupy the same room
I for a living, but I take the bus to work
for the role of Jesus, got the part of "Jerk"
Armed with a and a fake grin and a basement mindstate when I--

Simply took a left at
Sucking on a cigarette did some pinch hits before I
And now the nicotine is it
Choke at the last drag and flick at the gutter
Flip up the just to keep the brains covered
I'm trying to grow a mountain out of a
I see people rockin' my t-shirt, and I'm shopping at Goodwill
In a struggle, in a warzone, grew extra personality
Now I have to flee or fight alone
The microphone: my weapon and I'm on a quest for Heaven
Or rent me some
It's busy as fuck, just a three hour lead (Hour lead)
So I can maybe rent a flick and re-learn how to read
The weed turn out the sleeves and found a bunch of
and used a cleaver to relieve all unnecessary limbs
Misplaced the gems and jewels I 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 skinny powdered sniffin' kids is posin' talkin' 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 take the bus to
Auditioned for the of Jesus, got the part of "Jerk"
Armed with a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate I think--

Now, I got spies positioned at various around 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 to hate me, but now I think the tolerate me
You can only hear I feel when my eyes are shut
Mistakes are piling up, excuses: lining up
I'm to fuck reality, but I'm impotent I can't get it up
Cause she's a duck and her personality just my luck
I caught the wrong bus guess I'll get off at the
And take a long
Next month I got my head right I'mma grab a lead pipe
And beat some into this dead mic
So let the roll and extract all the juices
Read the hate mail in the bathroom and place on the losers
In the beginning, you can't help but be innovative
But the opposition leaves you jaded
Like hell no (Hell no), I don't 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 there at Fobia would hit me off with some free gear or
..Come on

Cause I'm livin' in a where heads is frozen stiff
And skinny powdered sniffin' kids is posin' talkin' shit
Since the time I met you backstage in the name room
I knew that I did not want to occupy the same
I drive for a but I take the bus to work
Auditioned for the role of Jesus, got the of "Jerk"
with a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate when I
think of how simple it all be

Uh, yeah, Gob said that uh, I-I can in and pick some shit out?
That-that's Alright..