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 mixer
the populace for stability, jeopardy's a stickler
Its bob and weave amalgam played the to your fixture
I branch out, flailing backwards
wailin upon a sound circuit
slightly Gershwin
with a bed of nails and drumlust plus disgusted
workin in shifts opposite the brain furnace
I be the now observatory eye ear feeler
Spittin a dragon with a similar demeanor
stood innocent bystand witness the diehard fans Rip Van
in the poppy fields of N.Y.'s brick gauntlet
Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky Superfly bent
Pushin war without the ten step and what (what)
I plan to hold this beat positive sacred in these golde
Until the day I die from overload
shock (it's shock)
treatment offered by the
this still be a getaway, display the sequence it goes:
One for the heartless thievery turning my guardian harpless
And the rest to sweep the mess the carpet (under the carpet)
I a yellow taxi meter behind every measure
And charge for labeling me shepherd
"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, were based in Carbon
Next time you wanna be a hero try saving somethin other hip-hop
And maybe hip-hop'll save you the pit-stop
em all, yield
(naw man It wasn't me it was Holden Caulfield
I just read and the trigger)
Oh God, well leave me to tiptoe the pearly gates
capture the halo, jet back to base, step the chase
the bad of jet-lag and weight slackers
There nothin broken, where you at?
The pistons perfect, where you at?
The tone is Merlin, where you at?
This service is a urgent workin
Purging formulas lookin for an cause is whack

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

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

(Chorus 2x)

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

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***- crack