Luyện nghe bài hát Real Circus

I bought my ticket ten years ago in demand
Was the candy caramel. I like a
on the mental. but it was hard to tell 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 advise the
Why, why did you let me out the now i'm
Flowin pro, flippin flu, wit a new perm
I'm hittin different regions. it's winter
Tryin to forget the of my twisted sister, so
I turn my face when rockin rollin in
So side show freaks can't peep the mask
Behind the jacket, so I'm packin not i'm
Hard. I'm paranoid, I'm far from
God. he can't see me. I thought he caught me
Dreamin, in comes the demon to shoot me
That semen. one way I'm off the brink, the
Was unblocked. i'm strictly on instinct, I'm
Over barriers. i'm spooked cause I hearin
The word spades. they tryin to pull my
They're goin to get it, I forget it like an
Elephant, tiger, lions on the funky monkey
in the real circus

I'm finally out of my cage, it's been ten since
I quenched the silence. to erupt eyes-lids
Till they're from the degree of the tilt of
A trapeze that's proven succession in
The progression of a juggler, slitter, my spear
Shifted. saafir's like black santa. i was
Born a flipper with sticks and beams
I learn to differ stimulation of a soul snatcher.
Oh! here come 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 pounds to fakes so my cleets
Stake claims, have belittled spittle. what's
from that grill - waffles, ya shit is awful
Further let's implore for more speech back
For the cage where the are plottin schemes
You ask me to what I mean, I will in
The kill death, I verify the untimid
Breath, I'm trustworthy to the busting of
Thirty-thousand year old authentic, win it
Just as the thought has brought into focus
The real circus.

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