Luyện nghe bài hát Reelishymn

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

One:

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

Having to stroll in my shoes easy
Lookin' forward to 3 from a cell block fuckin' my fifi nigga feel me?
''cause if it ain't the cancer I hit this hypertension's gonna kill me
And fuck a plaque, all I want is a niggas dap
And enough snaps to put on my daughters back Steph.
See this an optometrist I'm stuck in the middle of this bitch -
Like ya gynacologist.
Make a hit - headz criticize it;
Underground - nobody buys it:
So, rap is
And blowing up sounds redundant
But talks and bullshit does 9 flat in the hundred
And goddamn if I don't slam my wallets in
So I'm out like unborn baby's with hangers
And chronic stress is so fuck being high Ras Kass is elevated

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

Two:

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

Like the coronal
So I write truly fat for the core audience
But I wonder does it really exist?
'cause true lyricists in hip-hop Joe Public be
Niggas relate
Elevate and its treated like elevator
'cause' don't listen
But ridicle is the of genius
you ever seen this socioeconomic gullitine rip?
A hopes and dreams
And now I'm lead to believe that is all about CREAM
I'm a life idealistically principle over profit
But realistically good intentions are micropic to fat
Exploitation is world's occupation
And the task of Jamaican chicken when a nigga gets jerked
Causing me to revert to -
snapping like your neighborhood post office worker
(Before the and Rappages)
Niggas said my rhyme fly now I have the juice like Omar Epps
And I
Fools be on my dick like
But what 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 when nobody celebrated me at my D.O.B
And label wanna play me;
But I'm familar with record company rule
Fuck Luther and Sadie for food out my babies mouth denying sample

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

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

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