Luyện nghe bài hát Reelishymn

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

Verse

I'm a shadow of my former
So when the sun west,
I rock and slap box with
'cause its much harder to get than it is to fall off and flop
I dues til I paid do nots.
And will never will what you say the outcome --
See, momma always told me opinions are like
everyone 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 shit than gilettes against the neck and juglar vien
Blowing out my own fucking without lead projectiles,
Bled when I project and meanwhile, existence is a life sentence
And I'm broke I take the risk, forced to hustle
''cause raw power moves, require muscle knowing I'm going out
Already got one strike, two more and that's without possibility of

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

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

Verse

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

Like the coronal
So I write truly fat for the core audience
But sometimes I wonder does it exist?
true lyricists in hip-hop Joe Public be dissin
Niggas don't
Elevate and its like elevator music
'cause' nigga listen
But ridicle is the burden of
Have you ever this 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 over
But good intentions are micropic to fat pockets
Exploitation is world's occupation
And it's the task of Jamaican when a nigga gets jerked
Causing me to revert to -
Versus snapping like your neighborhood office worker
(Before the and Rappages)
said my rhyme wasn't fly now I have the juice like Omar Epps
And I
be on my dick like foreskin
But before then, so now when niggas prop me I'm skeptical
Be'cause this rap is extremely unethical
And with slight comes anxiety
Now I'm supposed to play celebrity when celebrated me at my D.O.B
And label reps play me;
But I'm familar with record rule #4080:
Fuck Luther and Sadie for food out my babies mouth denying sample

I'm losing my
Outter experience it's paranormal
I say it ain't all though
So fuck the world with an infected dildo (doggy style)
Life's a bitch named monogamy -- you get one --
I'm in this path of pathology

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

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