Luyện nghe bài hát Sea Legs

Really fell off the lane with this
Man, this shit, I'm a misfit
Got a style from the guts of the irrational beast in the district
to the next gen system
Slow drip to the temple to live in a prison
When the don't appear to your vision
One floor down from mall's that prison
Where shower stalls get all y'all
me, I got half-wit vision
But fuck I know, I just here, cap'n
Pass me the baton, the rest a y'all the hatches
In fact, scram, I'm a bastard
On the lam in a blasting some rap shit, trying not to slam into traffic
With my feet on the wheel and my hands through the roof laughing
Let's this
See the truth from the is a fool-proof
Plan to be doomed while the damned do they
So I move through the like an animal fooling a master
But I don't got love for the with the food, matter fact I am drooling at that shit
I don't only but I'm rabid
Try to pet my fucking head again and put
A tooth through the flesh of the palm you jack with
This city just screams black magic, and the to my heart got traction
should've never started this path
Every time I get a chance to it's backwards
No thanks to my own actions
Get a good drinks in the kid
I can flip on a friend, a drug, fuck a chick that I shouldn't
Oh god, I am one of mad men

Trying not to walk crooked while this dropped
But I been out on them choppy and it's hard to say where this land begins and that water stops
I got sea legs, I got sea legs, I got sea

shit, I came for the jewels
I'm the killer of kings and
I'm the reason the season for treason this evening
And this evening the odds even
People praying to the but the gods ain't even listening
Don't matter if you're Muslim, Hebrew,
When death run in the distance there will be no me's
There will be no for the thieves
There be no respect for The Thrones
No master mastered bones
idols all are my rivals
I rival all of idols
I stand on towers like Eiffel, I rifle all your idols
Niggas will perish in Paris, is nothing but parrots
I write for the writers that write for the liars impress you and your parents
Is this real or dimension?
Am I trippin' here in the
Am I a victim of my
I feel my sanity
And I think I the freedom
Cannibal, animal, I eat 'em
Even in Dubai I smoke like legal
Bitch so exotic she rode on a
Made in America of the (Eagle)
of the (Anger), home of the (Evil)
Do I do for the good of my people
Holding my lane, smoke in a Regal

Trying not to walk while this anchor's dropped
But I been out on them choppy waves and hard to say where this land begins and that water stops
I got sea legs, I got sea legs, I got sea