Luyện nghe bài hát Party For The Fight To Write

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

Hides the eyes beneath the of the cap
Walks the flies that hover over the mat
He lies, but when there's a reason
Measures life by the tragedy, the comedy, the
Poor at handling and income
Got enough love to pass around and then
done, that there a name you can trust
Read the match book and put a flame to the brush
with pets, and rips up sets
Put the in biz, try to give 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 great
I Went back to the lab and began to
Wait. I still look the same, got the same dumb name
Ain't a thing changed
But if you like surprises, I of a party
Where they all dance around to your beat
Bring your own agenda and embrace your
Lets put a on this common cause

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

Stay Pony Boy, stay true outspoken
Make a record Mr. Gangster and get 'em all
the theories, the stories, the truths, the myths
Its all therapy, on top of riffs
This big, so big in fact (and fat?)
We can all get some, and we can give some
And if its done correct, we'll make more noise
So pick it up, and pick me up when you're with the toys
As a child Hip Hop made me books,
And Hip Hop me wanna be a crook
And Hip Hop gave me the way and to say
And all I in return is a second look
Son, shook, 'cause ain't no such thing as half way there
Gettin' good at actin' like you just care
The circle of life trying to make it square
And self sit
And Still.. where have all the gone
Burnt the farm and turned the TV on
John Coltrine, Marvin and Bob Marley all get invitations to my party

And if I anymore time inside my head
I'd probably need some straps attatched to my bed
And if I go another day eating a meal
I'm show you what it means to keep it real
And if they keep guns up and down my block
I Swear to God I'll be the first one to the cops
And if I gotta hear that song ever
You gonna have to share some of that my friend
They me as happy-go-lucky
Just another base-head nobody
But from where I stand, they like spies
Fillin' all the head with lies
Well alright, get money right
But right now tonight I want you to a side
So when you got your power and you got chedder
Let's get together soldier over throw this hold and make roads better
(Bring it on.. he said it on right now) [X2]
nothin' but a party y'all... lets get it on

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