Luyện nghe bài hát Just My Paranoia

Ya
I dun been to for a lot of stupid shit
and you go to jail for a lot of stupid shit, you try not to go back
and...ya know i take ya know
however, sometimes you can take too much to the point where
it rediculious... oh man

Each day at my spot, i watch him as he passes by
I say to myself, he looks the FBI
A white man like him, what is he doing over
i wonder, does he want
then he asked me "you gotta light, you wanna help me smoke blunt"

(chorus)
It was my paranoia, hey heyy
runnin with me yea
It was my parania
runnin

on my luck couldnt fine no job
id rather sell dope and rob, why
I i cant do it forever
so uh ima do it and clever, however
Drinkin' malt liquor, endo
Two cops ran pass my
Its a raid, uh thats i assume
I flushed to in the bathroom
I ran out the
Before could find me
come to find out, they raided the house me
yea man they went through my back
over the fence..anyway

(chorus)
It was my paranoia, hey heyy
away with me yea
It was just my
away

Im tellin you man, paranoia can get to you
i remember i use to everything, know what ima sayin
I'd be wit the hom...we'd be goin off man
you know i hate though
i them late model cars dawg on it
look like vice wit all attenas on it
paranoid, i use to yale man
on the telephone and the mail man
Treat custom mugs compulsive liars
raise they shirt and check for
I got a little money, but i a little more
dam, somebody's knockin at my door
guy in a shirt and tie
is it or FBI
does he have a for Joseph Foreman?
oh your a

(chorus)
It was just my paranoia, hey
runnin with me yea
It was my parania
runnin

hey man, you know where my paranoia really get me at
when im walkin through the mall or
everybody be lookin like undercovers cause be starin
and i be knowin, ya know what im sayin
I hate sellin dope, i think about
Undercover follow me while im shoppin
Trackin me, wit a camera
plottin to through me back in the
think i dont see em
but yes i do, some haters
actin like they tomatas
im ready, for a decision
keep em, im my vision
i see em in the airport, plain and
street clothes that little wire in they ear
rush me, shake my hand
im your fan
sign this for me

(chorus x2)
It was my paranoia, hey heyy
runnin away me yea
It was my parania
away

ya know, i wrote a hit
"because i got high"
sign with
now my bank accounts
Records year man
took my money enron
broken along, things got
however, it brought me to god
i my life and became a christian
singer, rapper and
ive high, ive been low
ive been rich, ive poor
ive right, ive been wrong
since i been wit god, my gone

(new x2 fades)
No paranoia hey hey
away wit me yea
i have no more
away