Luyện nghe bài hát Reelishymn

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

Verse

I'm a shadow of my former
So when the sun west,
I and slap box with hip-hop;
'cause its much harder to get props than it is to off and flop
I payed til I paid do nots.
And will will what you say affect the outcome --
See, momma always told me opinions are like
'cause has got one.
But you tell me shit if I stepped in it.
Once I enter psychosis, paranormal, focus I perplex and niggettes,
I play this rap shit closer than against the neck and juglar vien
Blowing out my own fucking brain without projectiles,
Bled when I project and meanwhile, existence is a life sentence
And since I'm broke I take the risk, forced to
''cause raw power moves, require muscle knowing I'm out trife
Already got one strike, two more and life without possibility of

Having to stroll in my shoes easy
Lookin' forward to 3 hots from a cell block fuckin' my fifi feel me?
if it ain't the cancer sticks I hit this hypertension's gonna kill me
And fuck a platinum plaque, all I is a niggas dap
And enough snaps to put on my daughters back Steph.
See this without an optometrist I'm stuck in the middle of this -
ya momma's gynacologist.
Make a radio hit - criticize it;
Underground classic - buys it:
So, rap is
And everything blowing up 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 unborn baby's with hangers
And chronic is comtemplated so fuck being high Ras Kass is elevated

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

Two:

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

Like the suture
So I write truly fat for the core audience
But sometimes I wonder does it exist?
'cause true lyricists in Joe Public be dissin
Niggas don't
Elevate and its treated elevator music
'cause' nigga don't
But is the burden of genius
Have you ever seen this gullitine rip?
A nigga's and dreams
And now I'm lead to believe that life is all CREAM
I'm living a life principle over profit
But realistically good are micropic to fat pockets
Exploitation is oldest occupation
And it's the task of chicken when a nigga gets jerked
Causing me to to verses -
Versus snapping like your neighborhood office worker
(Before the and Rappages)
Niggas said my rhyme wasn't fly now I have the like Omar Epps
And I
Fools be on my dick like
But what before then, so now when niggas prop me I'm
Be'cause this rap shit is unethical
And with slight notoriety anxiety
Now I'm supposed to play celebrity nobody celebrated me at my D.O.B
And label reps wanna me;
But I'm with record company rule #4080:
Fuck Luther and Sadie for talking food out my babies mouth denying

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

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

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