Luyện nghe bài hát My Hippy

Now I'm goin to sleep again,
let's turn to a never ending evening.
"Pants his ass how did he get in?"
karma, I'm on the receiving end.
Never growing up Mr. Pan,
old school like the shows on TV Land.
I'm up but I don't need a fan.
You aint down Rasta? My gosh, hasta la vista man.
Cuz I aint this "grade A" out for nobody,
you can do what you do just do nothin to my party.
I'm already a regular in favor, a savior
I got my own flavor, I don't do it nothin like neighbor.
But I'm sure you that,
impossible to keep a secret if you rap.
Better not do that, give me detail and make it juicy.
tell the world about the movie, how you livin thoughtfully,
how you it so groovy, let em let em know.
IF YOU SEE ME IN CITY SAY "WHAT'S UP MY HIPPY"
I SMOKE. "KILLY".
ALL WE DO IS ROLL AROUND PULL UP TO A TOWN
WINTER, SUMMER, STORMIN, WE GOT THE WINDOWS DOWN
AS A MUTHA FUCKA.
All we do is around, pull up to a different town.
People yelling "Hallelujah!", yeah they lovin the sound.
The radio's Great Depression will be ending,
I leave my impression on adolescence,
I'm just your type like the text you sending.
i said i meant it, i don't no edit.
I get it, I get it. it, I don't need any credit.
Remember it.
was I saying?
Somethin bout my
Cool.
(don't act like you see us now.)
(we're back!)
(it's lookin Woodstock again my hippy.)
IF YOU SEE ME IN CITY SAY "WHAT'S UP MY HIPPY"
I SMOKE. "KILLY".