Luyện nghe bài hát Save Yourself

(Chill with that ill behavior) - KRS

Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf
Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge
Kill the populace for stability, a stickler
Its bob and weave played the falcon to your fixture
I branch out, flailing backwards
wailin upon a tidy sound
slightly Gershwin
with a bed of nails and drumlust plus service
workin in opposite the asbestos brain furnace
I be the now observatory eye ear feeler
Spittin like a dragon a similar demeanor
innocent bystand witness the diehard fans turn Rip Van
in the poppy of N.Y.'s orchestrated brick gauntlet
Now I'm thinkin who am I Superfly bent left
Pushin war the ten step cushion and what (what)
I plan to this beat positive sacred in these golde veins
Until the day I die from overload
It's (it's shock)
treatment offered by the
this be a getaway, let's display the sequence it goes:
One for the heartless thievery turning my angel harpless
And the to sweep the mess under the carpet (under the carpet)
I drag a yellow taxi meter every measure
And charge for labeling me shepherd
"That'll be Six plus tip darlin,
I take cash, credit, check, money-order, and cigarette cartons"
Huh, got caught up in the tryin to zoom in on stardom
Forgot the passion plus the hatred, both were based in
Next time you wanna be a hero try saving somethin than hip-hop
And hip-hop'll save you from the pit-stop
em all, yield
(naw man It wasn't me it was Holden brother
I just read and the trigger)
Oh God, leave me to tiptoe past the pearly gates
capture the halo, jet back to base, step past the
the bad taste of and weight slackers
aint nothin broken, where you at?
The pistons pump perfect, you at?
The bass tone is Merlin, you at?
This service is a workin surgeons
formulas lookin for an improper cause is whack

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

I don't flick neeedles like my sick (friend)
I don't march like Beetle Bailey through a quick (trend)
I frequent church's steeples on my weekend (end)
And I don't comment if you a weak Zen.
All I ever really wanted was a
I'ma take a chance by letting a brook slide for what I got in my
I can not agree to follow a leader while on the
A war without a reason for the Brady gore
Bring out your we can put em in a pile
And burn em with the for the kids then to admire
KIll the ones that from a different life
Brewin other killer noise the sentiment...
Okay, welcome to the Kamikaze bottle cockpit
Live by the icy cold hand of bad intention 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 speak publicly
Then disperse eye jammies for cats swear by third pupil
But can't see the loophole
Motherfucker, my word is like Siamese triplets
doctor, lawyer, rocket scientist promise
(let em leisurely)
Hey Mom, I'ma fix my probe along this path
Once my shpeel's perfected I'ma save you a in the front row
Of Aesop Rock's twelve steps to the fuck up seminar
And when all bickering crowds turn solid you gon be proud
I hacks to the (backboard)
a (latchcord)
Fury's far (obsolete)
a (crack war)*
Raw caricature of mayhem standard branded by the
a thousand reasons to end this for every one of you saviors
Saw the brightest ironically wide from the vacant stage
Gave it a pound for burning where bunk engaged
Keep me posted as to when you grasp something to
sit and sulk about mister, and I'll consider pickin up record

(Chorus 2x)

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

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