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

Having to stroll in my shoes easy
Lookin' forward to 3 hots from a cell block my fifi nigga feel me?
''cause if it ain't the cancer sticks I hit this gonna kill me
And fuck a plaque, all I want is a niggas dap
And enough to put clothes on my daughters back Steph.
See this an optometrist I'm stuck in the middle of this bitch -
Like ya gynacologist.
a radio hit - headz criticize it;
Underground classic - nobody it:
So, rap is
And everything blowing up sounds
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 like unborn baby's with
And chronic stress is comtemplated so fuck being 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
Well I think I'm out of my head
Yes, I I'm going out of my head

Verse

Who can I blame 'cause my skull can't contain these thought
My hydroplanes as though my brain
Slides over 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
the reason why black men hide in the womb, homes
'cause life is all taxes and
So as flesh and bone I zone my thoughts with rap shranel syntax;
That'll wax to the past, and present the future of Ras lies in the

Like the coronal
So I write fat shit for the core audience
But sometimes I wonder does it really
'cause true lyricists in hip-hop Joe Public be
Niggas relate
Elevate and its like elevator music
'cause' nigga listen
But ridicle is the burden of
Have you ever seen this gullitine rip?
A nigga's hopes and
And now I'm lead to believe that life is all CREAM
I'm living a life idealistically principle over
But realistically good are micropic to fat pockets
Exploitation is world's occupation
And it's the task of chicken when a nigga gets jerked
Causing me to revert to -
Versus snapping like neighborhood post office worker
(Before the and Rappages)
Niggas said my wasn't fly now I have the juice like Omar Epps
And I
Fools be on my dick like
But what before then, so now when niggas me I'm skeptical
Be'cause this rap shit is extremely
And with slight notoriety 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 company rule #4080:
Fuck Luther and Sadie for talking out my babies mouth denying sample

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

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