Luyện nghe bài hát Reelishymn

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

One:

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 fall off and
I payed til I paid do nots.
And never will what you say affect the outcome --
See, momma told me opinions are like assholes;
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 closer than gilettes against the neck and juglar
out my own fucking brain without lead projectiles,
Bled when I project styles and meanwhile, existence is a sentence
And since I'm broke I take the risk, forced to
''cause raw power moves, require muscle I'm going out trife
Already got one strike, two and that's life without possibility of

Having to stroll in my ain't easy
Lookin' to 3 hots from a cell block fuckin' my fifi nigga feel me?
if it ain't the cancer sticks I hit this hypertension's gonna kill me
And fuck a platinum plaque, all I want is a dap
And enough to put clothes on my daughters back Steph.
See this without an optometrist I'm stuck in the of this bitch -
Like ya gynacologist.
Make a radio hit - criticize it;
classic - nobody buys it:
So, rap is
And everything blowing up redundant
But money talks and bullshit 9 flat in the hundred
And goddamn if I don't slam my in danger
So I'm coming out unborn baby's with hangers
And chronic stress is 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
Well I think I'm out of my head
Yes, I think I'm out of my head

Verse

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

Like the suture
So I write truly fat for the core audience
But sometimes I does it really exist?
'cause true lyricists in Joe Public be dissin
Niggas relate
Elevate and its treated like music
'cause' nigga listen
But is the burden of genius
Have you ever this socioeconomic gullitine rip?
A hopes and dreams
And now I'm lead to that life is all about CREAM
I'm living a idealistically principle over profit
But realistically good intentions are micropic to fat
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 neighborhood post worker
(Before the and Rappages)
Niggas my rhyme wasn't fly now I have the juice like Omar Epps
And I
Fools be on my dick like
But before then, so now when niggas prop me I'm skeptical
Be'cause this rap is extremely unethical
And with slight notoriety comes
Now I'm supposed to play celebrity nobody celebrated me at my D.O.B
And reps wanna play me;
But I'm familar with company rule #4080:
Fuck Luther and for talking food out my babies mouth denying sample

I'm losing my
body experience it's paranormal
I say it ain't all good
So fuck the with an AIDS infected dildo (doggy style)
a bitch named monogamy -- 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 think I'm going out of my head, it out, reelishymn,

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