Luyện nghe bài hát Not Enough Words

Statik
Playing the broken ankles, man
Never sit down, I'ma stand up

Yo book a ticket to the tropics cause I'm with all the shit
That I'm living day, in the mirror saying why me?
Hide my eyes cause I'm sickened with the
Abusing marijuana, vintage for the time being
My skills set is serious, in fact
Spit a wild rap, a steak right off the cow's back
Throw it on the grill, I'm cooking in the
Same shit that's on the grill gave me for the boot
If they me take the stand then I'm lying through my teeth though
Ask to swear to God but in I don't believe though
My man Stevie Mo playing safety for
'til my fingers staying cheesy like a cheeto
Shorty on the bed my pee pee
Smart TCN, lyrical graffiti
Drug roll precise, like a hooker with the
Butcher with the knife, you get tooken for your
So to say it's so little time and shitty
Killer Queens the borough, New be the city
Coming crazy out your mouth will get your up like a philly
Running the maze like I'm Willie, you gotta feel me

I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the
blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so I'm the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to
I'd be up in the mansion for the Polo sale
But I'm here, inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of stuffed inside my shorts

My life is like a movie, Blizzard the shottie
Hookah house or chilling in the lobby
Yes I'm living gnarly, the 40 of Barley
Open up cigars and 'em with a bunch of Marley
Double cut porterhouse from Luger's
for intruders hand to hand made by the duelers
Ginger ale in Knick's glasses, your style is piss
to flip the mattress, kick it swift as Cassius
My mind is than Mariusz Pudzianows
Obvious to see I'm a straight off the couch
You rapping a blouse, you get slapped up side the mouth
By the Zangief look-a-like, Bronson always right
Spray the vinegar to tighten up a
Smoking got me like the sky is high and sunny
Attachment on the nozzle make the iron fire
Never until my body diving in a pile of money

I'm moving forward cause nothing's be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I see the lane
heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the mansion for the sale
But I'm here, inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of stuffed inside my shorts

I'm smoking like a gunshot
You know the fuzzy light green, call it Dunlop, nun's twat
Many hours, one man standing, one
From the morning to the sun drop
Cause I'm one the Earth, eyes red
Mothafucka I've been since birth, age 9
Mom dukes kept the gun in the purse, to the hair spray
Fuck tomorrow, money in the fast way

I'm moving forward cause gonna be the same
Eyes from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, in my lap
I'm for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the for the Polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my
I'm tryna have a bag of stuffed inside my shorts
(We never talk there was a time when there wasn't words to say)