Luyện nghe bài hát Pharsyde

1: Joe Fox (x2)]
Love on the low, love I go
And I can't face all I need is right where I belong

[Verse 1: Rocky]
My ears are ringing, my palms are shaking, my heart is
Somebody's mama's heart is aching, can't take it, partly
Found his parts in awkward places
apartments, basements
Garbage vacant, lots, garages, spaces, far too spacious
Sometimes I wish I could get away and spaceships
To get away my inhuman race with hearts of Satans
off my Maison Martin's, lay on back like Martha Mason
Smoke away my eye and lung 'til die at 71

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I lay now
someone's journey in the streets who gotta keep a, peace, peace
I lay now
As I lay me down to I pray to God I rest in peace
I pray the my soul to keep

[Verse 2: Rocky]
Gentrification split the nation I once was raised in
I don't recall no friendly face on my upraising
Back in my younger days or razor blades with gangs who bang and stood a chance
Some boys don't dance, but 'em Harlem shaking
On the
And my generation fucked, and my
trippy pages in my diary
It's the irony how LSD inspired me to reach the in me
Used to never give a damn now I don't give a fuck
I think my pride died in me, somewhere inside of me, it's be
A 'nother side of me
If you seen the shit that I'd have seen in 26 of living
That's how fucks I've given

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