Luyện nghe bài hát Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

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

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

When your cerebral ceases to administer
And the faith you have left is a CD
From a singer who had a son Christopher Wallace
Tomorrow is
is abolished
Mind and have little to no unity
Life threw a brick through my of opportunity
My immune system lacked diplomatic
When asthma attacks the black
do you go from there?
Long walk, short
Thought I all it was just to know of the ledge
Till I down at all ten toes on the ledge
Before I heard what sounded to me a pledge
Emerged from the darkness, and this is what it
Do not despair, breathe,
For there is life to live, believe
More to share, retrieve
Was the at the illustrious
Exhale, hold, inhale, receive and

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