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

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

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

Sometimes you make me like such a prick
That even I'm convinced that I'm the one thats
You can fuss and bitch, you can cut your
or you can choke on that blood from the you've bit
And when you acted up, best believe I you back
got a fucking fan base that can attest to that
I'm returning this bleeding club membership card
cause I want no motherfuckin' of it
just two dogs on all fours
It's a tug of war for who loves you
Blame it on tours or bathroom doors
or maybe it's 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 know better
Instead I gotta run if I'm ever gonna her
cause I've been a go-getter (so whatever)

And now I got a full of better off dead
I followed down them steps, and in the wrong bed
If I had a of self-respect left
I'd set fire to the boxspring to help it wreck
Let these represent the mattress
Director left the set but told the actress
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 your on
You, who you to be?
I've got no tolerance left for
You, you would like to go free, jump off the fence let your out
You, you remind me of me, run all of them 'til they all gone
Then, here we go again, my threats to leave
Like ever left a she who wouldn't let me breathe
Instead I kept it enough to get you to believe
that I'm incapable of escapin' and settin' you
Well open up that map and see the nation
it vocation
Call it a
You can find me at the waitin'
or I'll be chain smokin' down at the train station
With the pose of a and my clothes in a sack
Gotta go and I don't when I'll be back
Get my last paycheck, smash and make
Gone, on the run with G. Rap in the tapedeck (peace)

- 2X]