Luyện nghe bài hát Party For The Fight To Write

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

Hides the beneath the bill of the cap
Walks amoungst the flies hover over the mat
He lies, but when there's a reason
life by the tragedy, the comedy, the season
Poor at handling and managing
Got enough love to pass around and then
Been done, that there a name you can
Read the whole match book and put a flame to the
Good with pets, and rips up
Put the show in biz, try to what you get
When you let him run free the thought
Pull the in, try to see what you caught
I all that bad, but I ain't all that 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 to your heart beat
your own agenda and embrace your flaws
Lets put a face on this cause

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

gold Pony Boy, stay true outspoken
Make a record Mr. and get 'em all open
With the theories, the stories, the truths, the
Its all therapy, on top of turntable
This big, so big in fact (and fat?)
We can all get some, and we can give back
And if its done correct, make more than noise
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 in return is a second look
Son, you're shook, 'cause ain't no such thing as way there
Gettin' good at actin' like you just care
The circle of life trying to it square condition
And self sit
And Still.. where have all the sheep
Burnt down the and turned the TV on
John Coltrine, Marvin Gaye and Bob Marley all get invitations to my

And if I spent anymore time inside my
I'd probably need some straps attatched to my bed
And if I go day without eating a meal
I'm gonna show you it means to keep it real
And if they keep shootin' guns up and my block
I Swear to God I'll be the one to call the cops
And if I hear that song ever again
You gonna to share some of that beer my friend
mistake me as happy-go-lucky
Just another bobbin' nobody
But from where I stand, they sould spies
Fillin' all the children's with lies
alright, get your 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 throw this hold and make these roads better
(Bring it on.. he bring it on right now) [X2]
nothin' but a party y'all... lets get it on

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