Luyện nghe bài hát Party For The Fight To Write

[Intro:] This is one of those songs you can clap too...

Hides the eyes the bill of the cap
Walks amoungst the flies that over the mat
He lies, but only when there's a
Measures life by the tragedy, the comedy, the
Poor at and managing income
Got enough love to pass and then some
Been done, there a name you can trust
the whole match book and put a flame to the brush
Good pets, and rips up sets
Put the show in biz, try to what you get
When you let him run free the thought
the line in, try to see what you caught
I ain't all that bad, but I ain't all that
I Went back to the lab and to mutate
Wait. I still look the same, still got the same name
Ain't a damn thing
But if you surprises, I know of a party
they all dance around to your heart beat
Bring your own agenda and embrace your
Lets put a face on this common

And he said some got pencils and some got
know how to stand and some of them run
We don't get along, but we the same song
Party for the fight to write, and on

gold Pony Boy, stay true outspoken
Make a record Mr. and get 'em all open
the theories, the stories, the truths, the myths
Its all therapy, on top of turntable
indutry's big, so big in fact (and fat?)
We can all get some, and we can give back
And if its done correct, we'll make more than
So pick it up, and me up when you're bored with the toys
As a child Hip Hop me read books,
And Hip Hop me wanna be a crook
And Hip Hop gave me the way and to say
And all I took in is a second look
Son, you're shook, 'cause ain't no such thing as half way
Gettin' good at actin' like you don't care
The circle of life trying to make it condition
And self sit
And Still.. where all the sheep gone
Burnt down the farm and the TV on
John Coltrine, Gaye and Bob Marley all get invitations to my party

And if I spent anymore time my head
I'd need some leather straps attatched to my bed
And if I go another day without eating a
I'm gonna show you what it to keep it real
And if they keep shootin' up and down my block
I Swear to God be the first one to call the cops
And if I hear that song ever again
You gonna have to some of that beer my friend
They mistake me as
Just base-head bobbin' nobody
But from I stand, they sould like spies
Fillin' all the children's head with
Well alright, get your money
But right now tonight I want you to a side
So when you got your power and you got your
Let's get together soldier throw this hold and make these roads better
(Bring it on.. he said bring it on right now)
Ain't nothin' but a party y'all... get it on

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