Luyện nghe bài hát Say Hey There (gotta Go To Mexico)

Watcha gonna do? Slam Doors? a glass?
Maybe pass out on the kitchen with your naked ass?
She makes time to hate me
but basically I'm no emotional vacancy
Complacency seems so
Like fuck it let me be the one you fight and mister right
It's and addiction bound to stick
cause a junky bounce 'till he hits the ground (get down)
And these drugs ain't as as we wish they were (get up)
and this buzz keep us from missin' her (get over)
And that love built all of this emphasis
spilled guilt to kill Electra and Oedipus (get out)
easier to leave it there
Each time I see tears makes me need a beer to relieve the fear
I wanna keep a clear sky and fly like a meteor
outta maybe next year I'll reappear

I say hey there, we don't fair
we stay here, I hope you take care [4X]

Sometimes you make me feel like a prick
even I'm convinced that I'm the one thats sick
You can fuss and bitch, you can cut wrist
or you can choke on that blood the tounge you've bit
And when you acted up, best I blessed you back
I've got a fucking fan base can attest to that
I'm returning bleeding hearts club membership card
I want no motherfuckin' part of it
We're just two on all fours
a tug of war for who loves you more
Blame it on or locked bathroom doors
or maybe it's 'cause my voice was louder yours (what? You jealous?)
And I'll be if I do this for forever
Everybody at me like I don't know better
Instead I gotta run if I'm ever forget her
cause always been a go-getter (so whatever)

And now I got a head of better off dead
I down them steps, and slept in the wrong bed
If I had a breath of self-respect
I'd set to the boxspring to help it catch wreck
Let ashes represent the mattress
Director left the set but nobody the actress
So she's still actin' as if we a practice
and my soundtrack is compromisin' her
You, you remind me of me, not a compliment
Get song on
You, who you to be?
I've got no tolerance left for
You, you would like to go free, off the fence let your claws out
You, you me of me, run from all of them 'til they all gone
Then, here we go again, with my to leave
Like I've ever a she who wouldn't let me breathe
Instead I kept it deep enough to get you to
that I'm incapable of escapin' and you free
I'mma open up that map and see the nation
Call it
Call it a
You can find me at the airport
or maybe I'll be chain smokin' down at the station
the pose of a mack and my clothes in a sack
Gotta go and I don't know when be back
Get my last paycheck, and make steps
Gone, on the run with G. Rap in the tapedeck (peace)

- 2X]