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

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

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

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

And now I got a head full of off dead
I followed them steps, and slept in the wrong bed
If I had a breath of self-respect
I'd set fire to the boxspring to it catch wreck
Let these ashes the mattress
Director left the set but nobody told the
So she's still actin' as if we scheduled a
and my soundtrack is compromisin' her
You, you remind me of me, it's not a
Get song on
You, who you to be?
got no tolerance left for drama
You, you would like to go free, jump off the fence let claws out
You, you remind me of me, run from all of them 'til they all
Then, here we go again, with my threats to
Like I've ever left a she who wouldn't let me
Instead I kept it deep to get you to believe
I'm incapable of escapin' and settin' you free
Well I'mma up that map and see the nation
Call it
Call it a
You can me at the airport waitin'
or maybe I'll be smokin' down at the train 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 Kool G. Rap in the (peace)

- 2X]