Luyện nghe bài hát Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Fuck you know about struggle? The boy in the bubble
I drink away the pain I guzzle
My life is like a complicated puzzle, for real
death twice, it's ugly motherfucker man
But you conversate him when you suffering
He said, "Let go of the pain, you'll rock the mic again
Your choice slug to the or 20 Vicodin
I kinda likened it to Tri-cyclen
Disturbing the natural cycles of life and it's
Fuck what you heard, money more problems
4 years removed from the game no alblum
I put the gun to my brain, but first I wrote a note to
Put the Luger in my head, and are the words that I said

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

When your ceases to administer silence
And the faith you have left is a CD
a singer who had a son with Christopher Wallace
Tomorrow is
is abolished
Mind and have little to no unity
threw a brick through my window of opportunity
My system lacked diplomatic immunity
When asthma attacks the black
Where do you go from
walk, short pier
Thought I knew all it was to know of the ledge
Till I glanced at all ten toes on the ledge
Before I what sounded to me like a pledge
Emerged from the darkness, and this is it said
Do not despair, breathe,
For there is life to live, believe
More insight to share,
Was the at the illustrious
Exhale, hold, inhale, receive and

Sure as kingdoms rise the same kingdoms 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 again