Luyện nghe bài hát Party For The Fight To Write

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

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

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

Stay gold Pony Boy, true outspoken
a record Mr. Gangster and get 'em all open
With the theories, the stories, the truths, the
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, make more than noise
So pick it up, and pick me up when you're bored the toys
As a child Hip Hop me read books,
And Hip Hop me wanna be a crook
And Hip Hop me the way and something to say
And all I took in return is a look
Son, you're shook, ain't no such thing as half way there
Gettin' good at actin' like you just care
The of life trying to make it square condition
And sit still
And Still.. where all the sheep gone
down the farm and turned the TV on
John Coltrine, Marvin Gaye and Bob Marley all get 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 without eating a
I'm show you what it means to keep it real
And if keep shootin' guns up and down my block
I Swear to God be the first one to call the cops
And if I gotta hear that song again
You gonna have to share some of that my friend
They mistake me as
Just another base-head nobody
But from where I stand, they sould like
Fillin' all the children's head lies
Well alright, get your money
But now tonight I want you to pick a side
So when you got your and you got your chedder
Let's get together soldier over throw hold and make these roads better
(Bring it on.. he said bring it on now) [X2]
Ain't nothin' but a y'all... lets get it on

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