Luyện nghe bài hát Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Fuck you know about struggle? The boy in the bubble
When I drink away the pain I
My life is a complicated mathematical puzzle, for real
Seen death twice, ugly motherfucker man
But you conversate with him you suffering
He said, "Let go of the pain, you'll never rock the mic
Your choice slug to the brain or 20
I kinda it to Ortho Tri-cyclen
Disturbing the natural of life and it's trifling
Fuck what you heard, less money more
4 removed from the game with no alblum
I put the gun to my brain, but I wrote a note to explain
Put the in my head, and these are the words that I said

Sure as kingdoms rise the same kingdoms were sure to
And wash away memories, as if they weren't there at all
Like limbs of trees that's lost its leaves to Winter's wind
will come again

When your cerebral ceases to silence
And the faith you have left is a CD
From a singer who had a son with Christopher
Tomorrow is
Hope is
Mind and soul have to no unity
Life a brick through my window of opportunity
My system lacked diplomatic immunity
When asthma attacks the black
Where do you go there?
walk, short pier
Thought I all it was just to know of the ledge
I glanced down at all ten toes on the ledge
Before I heard what sounded to me like a
Emerged the darkness, and this is what it said
Do not despair, breathe,
For there is life to live, believe
More to share, retrieve
Was the dead at the
Exhale, hold, inhale, receive and

Sure as rise the same kingdoms were sure to fall
And wash like memories, as if they weren't there at all
broken limbs of trees that's lost its leaves to Winter's wind
Spring will come