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

Watcha gonna do? Slam Doors? Break a
Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your 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 and call mister right
It's and addiction bound to around
a junky won't bounce 'till he hits the ground (get down)
And these drugs ain't as good as we wish they (get up)
and this buzz doesn't keep us missin' her (get over)
And that love that built all of this
enough guilt to kill Electra and Oedipus (get out)
It's to leave it there
Each time I see your tears makes me need a 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 don't fair
we can't here, I hope you take care [4X]

Sometimes you make me feel such a prick
That I'm convinced that I'm the one thats sick
You can fuss and bitch, you can cut wrist
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 fan base that can attest to that
I'm returning this bleeding hearts club membership
I want no motherfuckin' part of it
We're just two on all fours
It's a tug of war for who you more
Blame it on tours or bathroom doors
or maybe 'cause my voice was louder than yours (what? You jealous?)
And I'll be damned if I do this for
Everybody at me like I don't know better
Instead I gotta run if I'm ever gonna her
I've always been a go-getter (so whatever)

And now I got a full of better off dead
I followed down steps, and slept in the wrong bed
If I had a breath of left
I'd set fire to the boxspring to help it catch
Let ashes represent the mattress
Director the set but nobody told the actress
So she's still actin' as if we scheduled a
and my is compromisin' her theatrics
You, you remind me of me, it's not a
Get song on
You, who you to be?
I've got no left for drama
You, you would like to go free, off the fence let your claws out
You, you me of me, run from all of them 'til they all gone
Then, here we go again, with my threats to
I've ever left a she who wouldn't let me breathe
Instead I it deep enough to get you to believe
I'm incapable of escapin' and settin' you free
Well I'mma open up that map and see the
it vocation
Call it a
You can find me at the airport
or maybe I'll be chain smokin' at the train station
the pose of a mack 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 Kool G. Rap in the tapedeck (peace)

- 2X]