Luyện nghe bài hát Party For The Fight To Write

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

Hides the eyes beneath the of the cap
Walks amoungst the flies that over the mat
He lies, but only there's a reason
life by the tragedy, the comedy, the season
Poor at handling and managing
Got enough to pass around and then some
Been done, that a name you can trust
Read the match book and put a flame to the brush
Good with pets, and up sets
Put the show in biz, try to what you get
When you let him run with the thought
Pull the line in, try to see you caught
I ain't all that bad, but I ain't all that
I Went back to the lab and began to
Wait. I still look the same, still got the same dumb
Ain't a damn changed
But if you like surprises, I know of a
they all dance around to your heart beat
Bring your own and embrace your flaws
Lets put a face on this cause

And he said some got pencils and got guns
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

Stay gold 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 riffs
This big, so big in fact (and fat?)
We can all get some, and we can some back
And if its correct, we'll make more than noise
So pick it up, and pick me up you're bored with the toys
As a Hip Hop made me read books,
And Hip Hop made me 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 way there
good at actin' like you just don't care
The circle of life trying to make it condition
And sit still
And Still.. have 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 spent anymore time my head
I'd need some leather straps attatched to my bed
And if I go another day without a meal
I'm show you what it means to keep it real
And if they keep shootin' up and down my block
I Swear to God I'll be the one to call the cops
And if I gotta that song ever again
You have to share some of that beer my friend
They mistake me as
Just base-head bobbin' nobody
But from where I stand, they like spies
Fillin' all the children's with lies
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 over throw this hold and make these roads
(Bring it on.. he said bring it on now) [X2]
Ain't nothin' but a party y'all... get it on

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