Luyện nghe bài hát Save Yourself

(Chill with ill behavior) - KRS sample

Pull the pin out, sheep in wolf garb
by the Hail Mary parry lunge mixer
Kill the populace for stability, a stickler
Its bob and weave amalgam the falcon to your fixture
I out, arms flailing backwards
upon a tidy sound circuit
slightly foul
with a bed of nails and drumlust disgusted service
workin in shifts opposite the asbestos furnace
I be the now observatory eye ear feeler
Spittin like a dragon a similar demeanor
stood innocent bystand the diehard fans turn Rip Van
in the poppy fields of N.Y.'s orchestrated brick
Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky bent left
Pushin war without the ten step and what (what)
I plan to this beat positive sacred in these golde veins
Until the day I die from grimace
shock (it's shock)
treatment by the weekend
this still be a getaway, let's display the it goes:
One for the heartless turning my guardian angel harpless
And the to sweep the mess under the carpet (under the carpet)
I drag a yellow taxi meter every measure
And charge cats for labeling me
"That'll be Six plus tip darlin,
I cash, credit, check, money-order, gold and cigarette cartons"
Huh, got caught up in the tryin to zoom in on stardom
Forgot the passion plus the hatred, both were in Carbon
time you wanna be a hero try saving somethin other than hip-hop
And maybe hip-hop'll save you from the
em all, yield
(naw man It wasn't me it was Holden Caulfield
I read and pulled the trigger)
Oh God, well leave me to tiptoe past the pearly
capture the halo, jet back to base, step the chase
the bad of jet-lag and weight slackers
There aint broken, where you at?
The pistons pump perfect, you at?
The bass tone is Merlin, you at?
This service is a workin surgeons
Purging formulas lookin for an improper is whack

(Chorus 2x)
are you saving, honestly? (honestly, honestly)
What are you saving, (honestly, no honestly)
What are you saving, (damn)
me you gon shut the fuck up and recognize
What you holdin really broken?

I don't flick neeedles like my sick (friend)
I don't march Beetle Bailey through a quick trend (trend)
I don't frequent church's steeples on my (end)
And I don't if you formulate a weak Zen.
All I ever really was a getaway
I'ma take a chance by letting a brook for what I got in my hands
I can not agree to follow a leader while on the
A war without a for the Brady hates gore
Bring out your we can put em in a pile
And burn em with the novels for the then to admire
KIll the ones that from a different life
other killer noise makin the sentiment...
Okay, welcome to the Kamikaze bottle rocket
by the icy cold hand of bad intention youth blender
Oh yeah let God warm the bench for now but
I'll to spin y'all dizzy
(and for the I'm bringin my t.v. with me)
Yo, let the commoners speak
Then disperse eye for cats that swear by third pupil
But can't see past the
Motherfucker, my word is born like Siamese
With doctor, lawyer, rocket scientist
(let em leisurely)
Hey Mom, I'ma fix without my probe this path
Once my shpeel's perfected save you a seat in the front row
Of Aesop Rock's twelve to shut the fuck up seminar
And when all these bickering crowds solid you gon be proud
I hacks to the (backboard)
a (latchcord)
Fury's far (obsolete)
a (crack war)*
Raw caricature of mayhem standard by the labor
a thousand reasons to end this for every one of you saviors
Saw the brightest burst ironically wide from the stage
Gave it a pound for burning where ratio's engaged
Keep me as to when you grasp something mature to
sit and sulk about mister, and I'll consider up your record

(Chorus 2x)

The Authors, they aint got nothin to
The Overground, man aint got nothin to save
Def Jux, they aint got nothin to
The Family, they aint got nothin to save
Weightless, aint got nothin to save
Stronghold man, aint got nothin to save
Rhymesayers baby, they got nothin to save
Rock, I aint got nothin to save

it's that
crack whore