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 naked ass?
She makes time to hate me
but I'm overbooked no emotional vacancy
Complacency seems so
Like fuck it let me be the one you fight and call right
It's and addiction bound to stick
a junky won't bounce 'till he hits the ground (get down)
And these ain't as good as we wish they were (get up)
and this buzz doesn't us from missin' her (get over)
And that love that built all of emphasis
spilled enough guilt to Electra and Oedipus (get out)
It's easier to leave it
Each time I see your tears makes me need a beer to relieve the
I wanna keep a clear sky and fly like a meteor
here 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 like such a prick
That even I'm convinced 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 believe I blessed you
I've got a fucking fan that can attest to that
I'm returning this bleeding hearts membership card
cause I no motherfuckin' part of it
We're just two on all fours
It's a tug of war for who loves you
Blame it on tours or bathroom doors
or maybe it's 'cause my voice was louder than (what? You jealous?)
And I'll be if I do this for forever
Everybody lookin' at me like I don't better
Instead I run if I'm ever gonna forget her
I've always been a go-getter (so whatever)

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

- 2X]