Luyện nghe bài hát Sea Legs

Really off the lane with this shit
Man, this shit, I'm a misfit
Got a style from the of the most irrational beast in the district
Born to the next gen
Slow water drip to the to live in a prison
When the don't appear to your vision
One floor down from that that prison
Where stalls get all y'all missin'
Pardon me, I got half-wit
But fuck I know, I just crawled here,
Pass me the baton, the a y'all batten the hatches
In fact, scram, I'm a bastard
On the lam in a hatchback blasting some rap shit, trying not to into traffic
With my feet on the wheel and my through the moon 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 through the room like an animal fooling a master
But I don't got love for the hand with the food, matter fact I am drooling at shit
I don't only bite but I'm
Try to pet my fucking head and I'mma put
A tooth through the flesh of the palm that you with
This just screams black magic, and the threat to my heart got traction
Maybe should've never started path
Every time I get a chance to it's backwards
No thanks to my very own
Get a good drinks in the kid
I can flip on a friend, take a drug, a chick that I shouldn't
Oh god, I am one of mad men

Trying not to walk crooked this anchor's dropped
But I been out on them choppy waves and it's hard to say 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 of kings and fools
I'm the reason the season for starts this evening
And evening the odds ain't even
People to the gods but the gods ain't even listening
Don't matter if Muslim, Hebrew, Christian
When death run in the distance there will be no Mercy
There will be no for the thieves
will be no respect for The Thrones
No mastered these bones
Your idols all are my
I rival all of idols
I stand on towers like Eiffel, I rifle down all your
Niggas will perish in Paris, niggas is nothing but
I write for the that write for the liars that impress you and your parents
Is real or another dimension?
Am I trippin' in the kitchen?
Am I a of my convictions?
I feel my slippin'
And I I like the freedom
Cannibal, animal, I eat 'em
in Dubai I smoke like it's legal
Bitch so exotic she on a zebra
Made in America of the (Eagle)
Home of the (Anger), of the (Evil)
Do I do for the good of my people
Holding my lane, smoke jane in a

Trying not to walk while this anchor's dropped
But I been out on them waves 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