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

Watcha gonna do? Slam Doors? a glass?
Maybe out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass?
She still 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 mister right
It's and addiction bound to stick
cause a junky won't bounce he hits the ground (get down)
And these drugs as good as we wish they were (get up)
and this doesn't keep us from missin' her (get over)
And that love that built all of 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 clear sky and fly like a meteor
here maybe next year 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 like a prick
That even I'm convinced that I'm the one thats
You can and bitch, you can cut your wrist
or you can choke on that from the tounge you've bit
And when you acted up, best I blessed you back
I've got a fucking fan base that can attest to
I'm returning this bleeding club membership card
I want no motherfuckin' part of it
We're just two dogs on all
It's a tug of war for who loves you
Blame it on tours or locked bathroom
or maybe it's my voice was louder than yours (what? You jealous?)
And be damned if I do this 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 head of better off dead
I followed them steps, and slept in the wrong bed
If I had a of self-respect left
I'd set fire to the boxspring to it catch wreck
Let these ashes the mattress
Director left the set but nobody the actress
So still actin' as if we scheduled a practice
and my is compromisin' her theatrics
You, you remind me of me, not a compliment
Get song on
You, who you to be?
I've got no left for drama
You, you would like to go free, jump off the fence let your out
You, you remind me of me, run from all of 'til they all gone
Then, here we go again, my threats to leave
Like I've ever left a she who let me breathe
I kept it deep enough to get you to believe
that I'm incapable of escapin' and settin' you
Well I'mma open up map and see the nation
Call it
Call it a
You can find me at the waitin'
or maybe I'll be chain 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, and make steps
Gone, on the run with Kool G. Rap in the (peace)

- 2X]