Luyện nghe bài hát Papercutz

Hey, it's the same again
Microphones fully and friend
I try to make this end
But it seems I'm a name

the same once again
Microphones loaded and friend
I try to make this end
But it seems I'm

Yeah, paper,
Papercutz,
we go, paper cut-t
papercutz,
paper, paper, cutz, papercutz paper, cutz

So ah k-os, Are you gonna do another man?

Yo man, yo you see all there,
you critics, hey it out

Yo, I I said i'd exit
But i do it the minute
It flowed my lips
Futures can't
In a past paradise
Rollin' dice, holdin'
on a chain, surrounded by ice
sisinel sirus?, you deny this
the light has brokin'
and tokens have replaced by legal tender
Great pretendas to asend my agenda
I their thought patterns
and now they move in circles like
Spinning out of orbital Yea
The radio station is and so is my motivation yea
'cause the pen and the pad are the friends that I had
When the can not be seen
I'm a fiend for the rap game and its gettin them I'm a figurine
That in articulate shadow boxin' appeal
What is real is irrelative, it is revealed
That's why i sharpen these
To you like
And I wreck images like I'm Julian Lutz
the name of this runaway train?
call it thought, harassin' the drivin' humans insane
This thing called the rap game, I'm claimin'
Lyrically I'm arcane, and such is

OK
lets slow it a little commin bit like this

Cataclysmic, mistic, a bic
to think on a diamond mine
Gotta take it back, to the heart
That I when I saw the sign
down from the sky
like a Jehovah
Got a crib and a rover
But so what, i'm not
Just sips but I don't skip
Just makin' so I don't tip
papercutz just ain't enough
They makin' hits, and I can't
look at Hammer now
My grammar is tighter,
In light of fighter, rhythm writer and rappin'
And yet you try it
you can't buy it
I saw you grippin' and slippin'and fool I'm so
of fake emcees and you believe
got tricks and the trade hidden up my
and I pray to God when I'm on my
that I can break it, cut this paper,

paper papercutz damn

we are the reaches

I've captured of the globe inside my mind in fleeting moments that I hold fast to and throw them to infinity
in every step or less then every breath of less then each confession states a of the time thats slowly killing me
inside these the place where my repentance is
I'm so afraid in trying to turn exits into entrances
I'm thinkin all of i had and scratch it down onto a pad
but never saw the of day
hence the is, rising up inside of me
for those that died for me,
my true
but it seems the confide in me
talk but they got listenin'
kissing the ground and living in deception at the same
there's nothing to put vision
in the
could of chosen to pull the world over own eyes
they go
thinking the comforts but they don't realize
each and every
it has
become reality
standards and
those fleeting momemnts that i spoke of, they got more taken
thoughts better off then laws, we call them
those fragments of the globe we use as illumination
moving on the fabric of time the is fortificaion making so

buh-bye buh-bye baa baa baa baaaaa

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