Luyện nghe bài hát Nosed Up

And in the door steps a dumbass struts the fool's gold
Know-it-all, and you wear it
Funk-less in length
Too square to stand for
get that man a chair

No matter where you opt to sit, the law don't fit
even the docile
Always showing nostrils, got em hostile
The way you're so uppity, someone barks on ya
You get feet
a laugh, cause you don't know half, but act like you own a puzzle
And allegedly under you, begging just to guzzle from your fountain of fresh
(Hashtag)
Fuck here, they rather stay clear
up the papers and pass
While you turn nose from the smell
Stanley on Fridays
Saying we should off the grass
As if the lines you sniff is healthy
of prestige is not where the health be
B, you to get it together
But nah, here comes you, Frank Drebin, part Mr. Magoo
stepping into trouble
Oh so [?] when you're for your bubble
But bubbles can get popped, to reality
Watch the words drop
There's not enough to cover the check
you're behind on cash
People can see you like 9/11 ash
till your last days
And with shady maneuvers
No one will you where they ass stays

your royal highness of sinus
It's 100 miles of running cause your nose needs plumbin'

Captain Nose-dive for duty on the good ship Handkerchief, all aboard
And that goes for you too,

He who knows
And from the from the rooty to the tooty he defines
Somebody asked me the day is the brother a brother
Kleenex wipe?
Yeah I see

you got one eye on top of your third
A is born but whose claimin' that birthright
At first you the well dressed Park Ave sachet
Acclimated to the scent of your own (the bullshit)
The same bull that rage when the buck
You'll be walkin' on but that's a smoke machine
See your dineros can't buy bliss, you high fist
Turn you flippin' the bird
And every man under your
You build your nest egg but you was spoiled
Forgotten you can get of your fame
Beak out like
You relishin' the that you stand feet from stardom
You bargain astonishin' antiques in this way of livin'
So tight and not a half forgivin', you takin' the piss
You got a in duplex
two Tecs and our God won't protect ya
Can't stay in white gloves for too long Mr. Handyman
Canaries don't chirp in your candy
Give them pigeons a hug

And then he through the valley of dark
Nincompoop,
Stranger to his own
Seldom down to get

And never stays up
Well, I'm son
We talkin' up there a satellite

canis lupus, unfamiliar
What's happening,
You smell like pig to me

Be careful with nose bro


Be careful your nose bro


Be with your nose bro


Be careful with nose bro