Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish Those Cats At Phobia Would Give Me Some Free Shoes

Tomorrow's (flurries motherfucker)

snowman in full so play the odds out till april
the tapes will grow so we can by posters and
i bet that kid Slug will bust if you ask nice
its night, point me to the party wanna grab mics
used to get queezy it was time to rock that b.b.
but nowadays im just tryin to get musab away the tv
'cause i cant fuck with the Zenith i rather critize tuesdays
with the elitists at the
yet another factory film is we present
bitch a ballpoint no grievance
lets all point our fingers towards the path we
minneapolis natives taken the rap of bad contender
let me catch a warm triple mocha to reach the speed
of the graff thats crashed on my sofa
and in the green room is MC's and in the kitchen is dirty
and my is blurry vision
and im livin in a section where heads is frozen
and these skinny powerder sniffin is posin talkin shit
since the first time i met you in the game 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 roll of jesus, got the of jerk
armed a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate when i

simply a left at Nicollet
on a cigarette did some pinch hits before i left
and now the is liftin it
choke at the last drag and remains at the gutter
flip up the hood just to keep the brains
im trying to a mountain out of a foothill
i see people rockin my but im still shopping at goodwill
in a stuggle in a warzone grew extra personality
now i wont have to flee or alone
the microphone thats my and im on a quest for heaven
or rent me comprehension
its busy as fuck just gimme a hour lead
so i can reflect maybe a flick and relearn how to read
well we turned up the sleaves and found a bunch of
and used a cleaver to relieve all these limbs
misplaced the gems and i meant to give you
to you and lost my mind inside the issue

and im livin in a section where heads is stiff
and these powerder sniffin kids is posin talkin shit
since the time i met you backstage in the game room
i knew i did not want to occupy the same room

i drive for a living but i take the bus to
for the roll of jesus, got the part of jerk
armed a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate when i

think now i got spies at varios chivos throughout the city
lots of people thats with me 'cause the evils out to get me
its to decipher who can taste me
of locals used to hate me but now i think the tolerate me
you can only hear what i feel when my eyes are
mistakes are piling up excuses lining up
im trying to fuck reality but im impotent i get it up
shes a duck and her personality sucks just my luck
i caught the wrong bus ill get off at the crossroads
and a long lunch
next month when i got my head right im gonna grab a lead
and beat some life into this mic
so let the tape roll and all the juices
read the in the bathroom and place wages on the losers
in the begining you cant but wanna be innovative
but eventually the oppostion leaves you
like hell no i dont wanna be a
im six foot three aint no need for me to be any taller
i just wish those cats over there at Phobia would hit me off with some free or somethin....

'cause im in a section where heads is frozen stiff
and these skinny sniffin kids is posin talkin shit
since the first time i met you backstage in the game
i knew that i did not want to 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 a walkman and a fake grin and a basement mindstate when i
think of how simple it all be