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

Watcha gonna do? Slam Break a glass?
Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor your naked ass?
She still makes time to me
but I'm overbooked no emotional vacancy
Complacency so simple
Like fuck it let me be the one you fight and call right
It's and addiction bound to around
cause a junky bounce 'till he hits the ground (get down)
And these drugs ain't as good as we wish were (get up)
and this buzz doesn't keep us from her (get over)
And love that built all of this emphasis
spilled enough guilt to kill Electra and (get out)
It's to leave it there
Each time I see your tears makes me need a to relieve the fear
I keep a clear sky and fly away like a meteor
outta here next year I'll reappear

I say hey there, we don't fair
we can't stay here, I hope you take care

Sometimes you make me like such a prick
even I'm convinced that I'm the one thats 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 acted up, believe I blessed you back
I've got a fucking fan that can attest to that
I'm this bleeding hearts club membership card
I want no motherfuckin' part of it
We're two dogs on all fours
It's a tug of war for who you more
Blame it on tours or locked doors
or maybe it's my voice was louder than yours (what? You jealous?)
And I'll be if I do this for forever
Everybody lookin' at me I don't know better
Instead I gotta run if I'm ever forget her
cause I've always been a (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 wreck
Let these ashes the mattress
Director the set but nobody told the actress
So she's actin' as if we scheduled a practice
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 like to go free, jump off the fence let your claws 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 deep to get you to believe
that I'm incapable of escapin' and settin' you
Well I'mma up that map and see the nation
it vocation
Call it a
You can me at the airport waitin'
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 when I'll be back
Get my last paycheck, smash and make
Gone, on the run with G. Rap in the tapedeck (peace)

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