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 the flies that hover over the mat
He lies, but only when a reason
Measures by the tragedy, the comedy, the season
at handling and managing income
Got enough love to pass around and some
Been done, there a name you can trust
Read the whole book and put a flame to the brush
with pets, and rips up sets
Put the show in biz, try to what you get
When you let him run free the thought
Pull the line in, try to see what you
I ain't all that bad, but I all that great
I back to the lab and began to mutate
Wait. I still look the same, still got the same dumb
a damn thing 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 common

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

Stay gold Pony Boy, stay outspoken
Make a record Mr. and get 'em all open
With the theories, the stories, the truths, the
Its all therapy, on top of riffs
This indutry's big, so big in (and fat?)
We can all get some, and we can give back
And if its done correct, we'll make more than
So it up, and pick me up when you're bored with the toys
As a Hip Hop made 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 return is a look
Son, you're shook, ain't no such thing as half way there
Gettin' good at actin' like you don't care
The circle of trying to make it square condition
And self sit
And Still.. have all the sheep gone
Burnt the farm and turned the TV on
John Coltrine, Marvin and Bob Marley all get invitations to my party

And if I spent anymore inside my head
I'd probably need leather straps attatched to my bed
And if I go day without eating a meal
I'm gonna show you what it means to it real
And if they keep shootin' guns up and my block
I to God I'll be the first one to call the cops
And if I gotta that song ever again
You gonna have to share of that beer my friend
They me as happy-go-lucky
Just base-head bobbin' nobody
But from where I stand, they sould like
Fillin' all the children's with lies
Well alright, get money right
But right now tonight I you to pick a side
So you got your power and you got your chedder
Let's get together soldier over 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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