Luyện nghe bài hát Panic Attack (the P.a.)

Little momma got a little pill to
A water to follow it down the tunnel
Gotta lotta but the house is hollow
Got a lot of holes, never the shovel
attack, so what's the plan of attack?
You had to be had. You cut in half. You had to
You battle with your shadow front to back
Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and be that
Hold your head up. I know fed up
But don't let it get up to the top of steps love
of playin' with the pieces that got messed up
get dressed up, we goin' out to catch the best
Self-medicated, on elevated
Help take the self-made and celebrate it
And I could tell you hated it you felt naked
but the poison tastes great, wanna know how the hell made it?
And if the dizzy kill you, the city will
for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill
Little get busy of a fifty bill
So take the pill straight to your pretty grill

Here it comes, it goes again. Panic attack. [x8]

So what you drinking? So what you
So what you eating? So what you
So you smoking? So what you sniffing?
So how you coping? So what's the

Contagious, it runs like the paint
Sedate the sober and anxious
The pages of pain that make the on the playlist
The rain that jumped just to flood the bassment
Look honey everbody needs a help-up
No body's drug-free, the streets would be hella
Do you call yourself a of a junky?
The thing that separates is who takes your money
All like we're gonna go buck wild
Order up a shot, filled up now
Pop another (what?) distracted by the rush
we fight all night about what to name the love
I'm on that go nuts that got that gold touch
Fresh fly bold what like the cold crush
No luck, hold much, just an old flush
up of hearts Queen high off the faux-blush
Freak outs, leak out, and bleed out, and out
and reroute and seak out the crowd
And we doubt, but I see it keep out
the beast I'll believe for now, it's all "peace, I be out."

Here it comes, it goes again. Panic attack. [x8]

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