Luyện nghe bài hát Reelishymn

Well I I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm out of my head,
I think I'm, think I'm, I'm....
Life's a bitch then you never back...
Yo! the realness...

One:

I'm a shadow of my former
So the sun sets west,
I rock and slap box with
its much harder to get props than it is to fall off and flop
I payed til I paid do nots.
And will never will what you say affect the --
See, momma always told me opinions are assholes;
'cause has got one.
But you couldn't tell me shit if I in it.
Once I psychosis, paranormal, focus I perplex niggas and niggettes,
I play this rap closer than gilettes against the neck and juglar vien
Blowing out my own fucking brain lead projectiles,
Bled when I project styles and meanwhile, existence is a sentence
And since I'm I take the risk, forced to hustle
''cause raw moves, require muscle knowing I'm going out trife
Already got one strike, two more and that's life without of

Having to stroll in my ain't easy
Lookin' forward to 3 hots from a cell block fuckin' my fifi nigga me?
''cause if it ain't the sticks I hit this hypertension's gonna kill me
And fuck a platinum plaque, all I is a niggas dap
And snaps to put clothes on my daughters back Steph.
See this without an I'm stuck in the middle of this bitch -
ya momma's gynacologist.
Make a radio hit - headz it;
Underground classic - nobody it:
So, rap is
And blowing up sounds redundant
But money talks and bullshit does 9 flat in the
And goddamn if I don't my wallets in danger
So I'm coming out like unborn with hangers
And chronic stress is comtemplated so fuck being high Ras is elevated

Well I think I'm out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn
Yes, I I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn
Well I think I'm out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my

Two:

Who can I blame my skull can't contain these thought waves
My syntax hydroplanes as though my
Slides over liquidated of asphault caught cranial calluses
Over leads to paralysis, mediocrity my nemesis
Try to fuck every radical feminist I meet, it engage and defeat
That's the reason why black men hide in the womb,
'cause life is all taxes and
So as flesh and bone I zone my thoughts explode with rap syntax;
That'll wax to the past, and present the future of Ras lies in the

Like the suture
So I write fat shit for the core audience
But sometimes I wonder it really exist?
'cause true lyricists in hip-hop Joe Public be
don't relate
Elevate and its treated like music
nigga don't listen
But ridicle is the of genius
Have you ever seen socioeconomic gullitine rip?
A nigga's hopes and
And now I'm lead to believe life is all about CREAM
I'm living a life idealistically principle profit
But realistically good intentions are to fat pockets
Exploitation is world's occupation
And it's the task of Jamaican when a nigga gets jerked
Causing me to to verses -
Versus snapping like your post office worker
(Before the and Rappages)
Niggas said my rhyme wasn't fly now I have the juice like Epps
And I
be on my dick like foreskin
But what before then, so now niggas prop me I'm skeptical
this rap shit is extremely unethical
And with slight notoriety comes
Now I'm supposed to play celebrity when celebrated me at my D.O.B
And label wanna play me;
But I'm familar with record company rule
Fuck and Sadie for talking food out my babies mouth denying sample

I'm my mind
Outter body experience paranormal
I say it all good though
So fuck the world with an AIDS infected (doggy style)
Life's a bitch named -- you only get one --
I'm in this path of pathology

And I think I'm going out of my head, check it, reelishymn,
Yes, I I'm going out of my head, check it out, reelishymn,

Well I think I'm going out of my head, reelishymn,
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head, the reelishymn
Well, I I'm x 7, Yes, I think I'm x 7...