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

Watcha do? Slam Doors? Break a glass?
pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass?
She still makes to hate me
but basically I'm overbooked no vacancy
Complacency seems so
fuck it let me be the one you fight and call mister right
It's and addiction bound to stick
cause a won't 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 us from missin' her (get over)
And that that built all of this emphasis
enough guilt to kill Electra and Oedipus (get out)
It's easier to leave it
Each time I see your tears makes me need a to relieve the fear
I wanna keep a sky and fly away like a meteor
outta here maybe next I'll reappear

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

Sometimes you make me feel like such a
even I'm convinced that I'm the one thats sick
You can fuss and bitch, you can cut wrist
or you can on that blood from the tounge you've bit
And when you acted up, believe I blessed you back
I've got a fucking fan base can attest to that
I'm this bleeding hearts club membership card
I want no motherfuckin' part of it
We're just two dogs on all
a tug of war for who loves you more
Blame it on tours or locked doors
or maybe it's 'cause my was louder than yours (what? You jealous?)
And I'll be damned if I do for forever
Everybody lookin' at me I don't know 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 down them steps, and in the wrong bed
If I had a breath of left
I'd set fire to the boxspring to help it catch
Let these represent the mattress
Director the set but nobody told the actress
So she's still actin' as if we scheduled a
and my soundtrack is her theatrics
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, jump off the fence let your out
You, you remind me of me, run from all of them 'til all gone
Then, here we go again, with my threats to
Like I've ever 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 airport
or maybe I'll be chain smokin' down at the station
With the pose of a mack and my in a sack
Gotta go and I don't know I'll be back
Get my last paycheck, smash and steps
Gone, on the run with G. Rap in the tapedeck (peace)

- 2X]