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

Little momma got a little to swallow
A little water to it down the tunnel
Gotta lotta walls but the is hollow
Got a lot of holes, never found the
attack, so what's the plan of attack?
You had to be had. You cut in half. You had to
You with your shadow from front to back
Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be
Hold your head up. I your 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 up, we goin' out to catch the best buzz
Self-medicated, on elevated
take the self-made self-hate and celebrate it
And I could you hated it when you felt naked
but the poison tastes great, know how the hell they made it?
And if the don't kill you, the city will
Simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky
Little get busy of a fifty bill
So take the little pill straight to your pretty

Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

So what you So what you popping?
So what you eating? So you dropping?
So what you smoking? So what you
So how you So what's the difference?

Contagious, it runs the paint does
Sedate the and over anxious
The pages of pain that make the on the playlist
The renegade rain jumped just to flood the bassment
honey everbody needs a help-up buddy
No body's drug-free, the streets would be bloody
Do you call yourself a of a junky?
The only thing separates is who takes your money
All smile we're gonna go buck wild
up a shot, prescription filled up now
Pop (what?) distracted by the rush while
we fight all night about what to the love child
I'm on that go nuts life got that gold touch
Fresh fly bold what like the cold crush
No luck, don't hold much, an old flush
made up of hearts Queen high off the
Freak outs, leak out, and bleed out, and out
and reroute and seak out the weak
And we doubt, but I see it keep out
the beast I'll believe for now, all "peace, I gotta be out."

Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

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