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 tapes will grow so we can buy posters and
I bet kid Slug will bust flows, if you ask nice
It's Friday night, me to the party wanna grab mics
Used to get queezy when it was to rock that B.B.
But nowadays I'm trying to get Musab away from the TV
Cause I can't fuck with the Zenith, I criticize Tuesdays releases
the elitists at the fetus
Yet, another factory film is what we
Surrounding, bitch a ballpoint, no grievance
Let's all our fingers towards the path we venture
Minneapolis natives taken the rap of bad contender
Let me catch a lukewarm mocha to reach the speed
of the ?cat? scratched on my sofa
And in the room is emcees and in the kitchen is dirty dishes
And my position: blurry

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

Simply took a at Nicollet
Sucking on a cigarette did some pinch hits before I
And now the nicotine is it
Choke at the drag and flick remains at the gutter
up the hood 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 some personality
Now I won't to flee or fight alone
The microphone: that's my and I'm on a quest for Heaven
Or rent me comprehension
It's busy as fuck, just gimme a three lead (Hour lead)
So I can reflect maybe rent a flick and how to read
The weed turn out the sleeves and a bunch 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 the issue

And now I it in a section where heads is frozen stiff
And these skinny powdered sniffin' kids is talkin' shit
the first time I met you backstage in the name room
I knew that I did not want to the same room
I for a living, but I take 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 when I think--

Now, I got positioned at various chivos around the city
Lots of people down with me cause the evils out to get me
It's to decipher 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, 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 caught the wrong bus I'll get off at the crossroads
And take a lunch
Next when I got my head right I'mma grab a lead pipe
And some life into this dead mic
So let the roll and extract all the juices
Read the hate in the bathroom and place wages on the losers
In the beginning, you can't but wanna be innovative
But eventually the leaves you jaded
Like hell no (Hell no), I don't I was a baller
I'm six foot three, there ain't no need for me to be any
I just wish those cats over there at Fobia would hit me off with free gear or somethin'
..Come on

I'm livin' in a section where heads is frozen stiff
And skinny powdered sniffin' kids is posin' talkin' shit
Since the first time I met you backstage in the name
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 mindstate when I
of how simple it could all be

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