Luyện nghe bài hát Right For Me

I feel phenomenal as
Pharmaceuticals, stick to crucify me at Bonnaroo
But I know if I'm in Tennessee, Chicago, or Houston
In the corner to seek solitude
Shallow but such a dude
I won't even solid food
too, plus I'm on lean like the Tower of Pisa
Top it off I'm on so fuck all of you
Roses are violet, are blue
Lost in a of confusion
Its all an
probably the shrooms I'm on
'Cause I I started hallucinating
'Cause I just thought I just heard Jay Electronica and Odd Future's new
And all I can do is follow the
And end up with Paula at Lollapalooza
Fillin' balloons with nail polish remover
to pop 'em and wallow in fumes
I feel uptight I get looser
After I polishing off this bottle of booze I got a solution
Concentrated like orange juice so I'm not as
Cause all this got me seein' shit
Excusez-moi but that coochie that
You see her ass? make her my main squeeze
But juicier ass, it belongs in a
It's mouth waterin' too so I walked up to it like I'm
Wanna try to meet my I'll Introduce ya
Oh I'm a too but I'm not a masseuse
But my attitude is rubbin' off on the
A chronic abuser, not only of marijuana
I mean verbal assault that I use to all of you losers
Got a bazooka, a shotgun, a ruger, a Glock, and a
And a too, I'm not in the mood so
I say I'm bringing the TEC out
I'm not coming to repair your electronic computers
God, I'm gonna
I'm so off the hookah
I I swallowed a loofah
I'm tore up, demolished, a stone like Oliver
I looked Medusa in the eyeball to seduce her
The thoughts I produce are loony
The box of usable gloves and the socks and the shoes
To next up Veronica's boobs
And uhh, paycheck stubs that were in the glove box
In a blue Honda with used were clues
The was just not the one suitable for or

for me, will change me, rearrange my head to be
Just for you and me, don't laugh, please listen
Don't laugh, listen

Thought I'd in to the pressure
and crumble perhaps
Relapsing that
that's a bunch of crap
In the clutch, I'm the Crunch of rap
And I'm sick of acting humble, that's enough of
Fuck that shit, cut the
its a natural reaction
That's why I'm actually trapped in this match
'Cause push keeps coming to
I can keep getting my ass kicked, I'm coming
Like a sarcastic crumpled of shit, still mad
Disgruntled had some struggles
But passionate hunger's back
The juggling act
And the way I my tongue on the track
like verbal acrobatics
But in
Last time I to pull off a dramatic stunt as drastic
I fuckin' crashed my
After I strapped the duffel bag to my
And the massive punchin' bag in it
An elastic bungee strap, plaster, a thumb tack
And a piece of plastic bubble
Went spastic and snapped
Jumped and in a puddle of battery acid
Stumbled back, recovered, flipped
And landed on a tumble mat
And for my last trick, lunge on back
On a shuttle flap, fuckin' snapped the rudder in half
and laughed, buttaled my last rebuttal
And just asked him to come
And I grab my inflatable gigantic humongous mattress
And construction hat
Rubbed my magic tat
Fell off then splat, get up that
Face taped to a waste paper
up then gas, lungs collapse
And that's more likely than someone that's

Right for me, will change me, my head to be
right for you and me, don't laugh, please listen
Don't laugh, please

of shots of Jäger
Public intoxication,
Flooded thoughts of anger
While I was away I know some of you got to thinkin'
"You're top ten ain't cha?" cause you fuckers are talkin' crazy
And stop interrupting you're not up in the conversation
Whether punchin' a clock or famous
Underground, pop, or nameless, whatever job is
I came to fuck with your
You're thinkin' just cause you came in scrubs
And you brought the scalpel and
The oxygen tank and the suction and the brain surgeon
in the operating room
Once you done swapped your name him
Smuggled in Ronald
Dug him up Fagen
While juggling baking
Fuckin' McDonalds egg and cheese sausage finagle
They it across the table
bump it and knock it shake it
Jumped and got in the way disrupted my concentration
I fuck it and lost my patience
Since they all woke up from
none of you Doctor Dre
So then does it got you thinkin'
You can fuck with operation
Aftermath, still hip-hop amazing
I'm pluggin' along
No need for an
confirmation
I'm up for the long
I'm looking for something to walk away with
Some pocket change and a integrity
Though I'll probably be jumpin' across the
Till I'm Madonna's age and
Stuck in an awkward in my life
But I you not like I'm fucked up with constipation
That day will come before I stumble upon some that's

for me, will change me, rearrange my head to be
Just right for you and me, laugh, please listen
Don't laugh, listen