Luyện nghe bài hát Real Circus

I bought my ticket ten years ago when in
Was the candy caramel. I like a
Murk on the mental. but it was hard to if
Nails pitched on my on time, with the ringmaster
- God - had a whip. hit me on my hip, now I'm on
A hop, but it don't stop. now I the wise
Why, why did you let me out the now i'm
Flowin pro, flippin flu, wit a new perm
I'm different regions. it's winter season
to forget the treason of my twisted sister, so
I turn my face rockin rollin in myst-ic
So side show freaks can't peep the mask
Behind the jacket, so I'm not because i'm
Hard. I'm paranoid, I'm far from
God. he can't see me. I thought he caught me
Dreamin, in the demon tryin to shoot me
semen. one way I'm off the brink, the detour
Was unblocked. i'm on instinct, I'm walkin
Over barriers. i'm spooked I keep hearin
The spades. they tryin to pull my card
They're goin to get it, I won't forget it an
Elephant, tiger, lions on the funky monkey
Dyin in the real

I'm finally out of my cage, it's ten swings since
I quenched the silence. to erupt eyes-lids
Till they're queasy the degree of the tilt of
A trapeze performer that's proven in
The progression of a juggler, vain slitter, my
Shifted. saafir's like black santa. i was
Born a with sticks and balance beams
I learn to differ swift of a soul snatcher.
Oh! here they jay-z, 15 deep
In a car wit make-up, but I got make-up
For ya - up. I lay material like dogs upside
Down cakes. I give pounds to fakes so my
Stake claims, skills have spittle. what's
Coming that grill - waffles, ya shit is awful
Further let's implore for more speech reach
For the cage where the elves are plottin
You ask me to explain what I mean, I in
The afterlife kill death, I verify the
Breath, I'm trustworthy to the busting of
Thirty-thousand old authentic, I'll win it
Just as the thought has brought into comes
The traveling circus.

I'm through hoops, can you dance like a
I can. I pick my prey in shades of
Grey, but I'm not color on the rhyme. the
Circus is in my scalp. I'm higher the alps
I'll you break camp. I tame crews like shrews
I bust without screws. can you do that - hardly.
Ya too stiff art kits, give up the drawings
Ya saw swings cling when the grip whips
That makes you like the real circus.