Luyện nghe bài hát Scapegoat

It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the of tar
It's my habitat, it to be cleaned, it's my car
the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
It's the cat box, it needs to be changed, it's the

women, it's the plight for power, it's government
It's the way you're givin'
with thought control and subtle hints
It's rubbin' it, it, it's applyin' cream
It's the foreigners sight seein' with high beams, it's in my

It's the monsters that I conjure, it's the
It's the embarrassment, displacement, it's where I
It's my genre, it's videos
game shows, it's cheap liquor, blunts
It's bumper stickers rainbows

It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white
the monitors, the soundman, it's the motherfucking mic levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil' and mommy's
Columbia music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs

It's bloods, crips, fives, six, stick up kids
It's Christian conservative terrorists, it's flicks
the east coast, no, it's the west coast
It's public schools, it's

It's mentholated, techno, it's sleep, life, and death
It's speed, coke, and
It's hay fever, relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath
It for as far as the eye can see
It's reality, it, it's everythin' but me

On and on and on and on
The goes on and on and on and on
The goes on and on and on and on
The list on and on and on and on

It's all according that life on a
all according that life on a whole
It's all according that on a whole
It's all that life on a whole

It's in the water, it's in the air, in the meat
It's indirect, indiscreet, inconsistent, incomplete
It's in the streets, every city, you go
In every man it's the insanity, the fantasy, the

It's the health care system, it's welfare
It's assault weapons, it's television religion and it's lessons
It's cops, police, with badges guns and sticks
It's and a complex you carry when you're runnin' shit

wonderin' if you get to eat, it's the heat
It's the winter, the weather, herpes and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the
the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom

It's that need to speak long, that hunger for attention
the whack who attack songs of redemption
It's prevention, it's the solution, it's loose, it's out for retribution
It's mental pollution and execution

It's the nails that my hands and feet to these boards
the part time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, It's the fake, clear it can make time stop
And you stranded in the Year Of The Snake

the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denomination
It's wages for your professional observations
It's on your face and in your eyes, everything you be
'Cause it ain't me, motherfucker, it ain't me

On and on and on and on
The list on and on and on and on
The goes on and on and on and on
The list on and on and on and on

It's all according that life on a
It's all according that life on a