Luyện nghe bài hát Sea Legs

Really fell off the lane with this
Man, print shit, I'm a misfit
Got a style from the guts of the most beast in the district
to the next gen system
Slow water drip to the temple to live in a
When the walls don't appear to vision
One floor down from that mall's prison
Where stalls get all y'all missin'
me, I got half-wit vision
But I know, I just crawled here, cap'n
me the baton, the rest a y'all batten the hatches
In fact, better scram, I'm a
On the lam in a hatchback blasting rap shit, trying not to slam into traffic
With my feet on the and my hands through the moon roof laughing
Let's crash
See the truth the womb 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 I am drooling at that 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 jack
This city just screams magic, and the threat to my heart got traction
Maybe should've never started this
Every time I get a chance to advance backwards
No thanks to my own actions
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 while this anchor's dropped
But I been out on them choppy waves and it's hard to say where 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 and fools
I'm the reason the season for treason starts this
And this evening the odds even
praying to the gods but the gods ain't even listening
Don't matter if Muslim, Hebrew, Christian
When death run in the there will be no Mercy me's
There will be no reprieve for the
will be no respect for The Thrones
No mastered these bones
Your idols all are my
I rival all of idols
I on towers like Eiffel, I rifle down all your idols
Niggas will in Paris, niggas is nothing but parrots
I write for the writers that write for the liars that impress you and your
Is real or another dimension?
Am I trippin' here in the
Am I a of my convictions?
I feel my slippin'
And I think I the freedom
Cannibal, animal, I eat 'em
Even in Dubai I smoke it's legal
Bitch so she rode on a zebra
Made in home of the (Eagle)
Home of the (Anger), of the (Evil)
Do what I do for the of my people
Holding my lane, smoke jane in a

Trying not to walk crooked while anchor's dropped
But I out on them choppy 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