Luyện nghe bài hát Reading My Eyes (xero 1997 Demo)

[Verse 1- Shinoda]
The microphone molester, undresser
Stupid fresh type shit resurrector
Top Gun miramar
The leave an peace-in-rester
The skill tester, the flex, the
The funner, the adversary make runner
Make summer cold with I spit
And kick gift to lifted wit
I be the prophet; my hands, top it, it
Fly rocky when I rock it
Lock it down with perverse verse
Every f**kin curse a burst of
Move crowds, fitness rhymes
Cokeheads do my lines
I'm decorated Christmas pines
My rocks;
Emcees become in shock

[Chorus- Mark
Reading my eyes will say it in many
Losing my pride will save it in days

[Verse 2- Shinoda]
Hit the dirt, 'cause the I spit
Will do more than just rip shirt
I'll bitch-slap your soul, contact the control
You're coming at me and can't hack it
So ridiculous, watching my crew get sick with
Wickedness, pitchin this, viciousness
Of crews and cliques, of men and mistresses
This is my life: the twilight and the fight
And trying to see nothing but the highlights when I
These eyes on horizons, die for my song, cry in Krylon
on, move men telekinetically
Esoterically beat-speaking with
Feel my verities, heroism of
And sever every I see with severity

- Mark Wakefield]
Reading my eyes will say it in many
Losing my will save it in many days

[Bridge- Wakefield]
Why not... what I came... Why not... I came...

Why not give me what I to deserve?
Why not give me what I to believe?
Why not give me what I came to
Why not give me I came to believe?

[Chorus- Mark
Reading my will say it in many ways
Losing my pride save it in many days