Luyện nghe bài hát Sea Legs

Really fell off the lane this shit
Man, print 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 temple to in a prison
When the don't appear to your vision
One down from that mall's that prison
Where stalls get all y'all missin'
me, I got half-wit vision
But I know, I just crawled here, cap'n
Pass me the baton, the rest a 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 hands through the moon roof
Let's this
See the from the womb is a fool-proof
Plan to be while the damned do they dances
So I move through the room like an fooling a master
But I don't got for the hand with the food, matter fact I am drooling at that shit
I don't only bite but I'm
Try to pet my head again and I'mma put
A through the flesh of the palm that you jack with
This city just screams black magic, and the threat to my heart got
Maybe should've never started path
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, fuck a chick I shouldn't
Oh god, I am one of mad men

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

Real shit, I came for the
I'm the killer of and fools
I'm the reason the season for starts this evening
And this evening the odds even
People praying to the gods but the gods ain't listening
Don't matter if you're Muslim, Hebrew,
death run in the distance there will be no Mercy me's
There will be no for the thieves
There will be no respect for The
No master mastered bones
Your all are my rivals
I rival all of idols
I stand on like Eiffel, I rifle down all your idols
Niggas will perish in Paris, niggas is but parrots
I write for the writers write for the liars that impress you and your parents
Is this real or another
Am I trippin' here in the
Am I a of my convictions?
I my sanity slippin'
And I think I like the
Cannibal, animal, I eat 'em
Even in Dubai I smoke like legal
Bitch so exotic she rode on a
Made in home of the (Eagle)
Home of the (Anger), of the (Evil)
Do what I do for the good of my
my lane, smoke jane in a Regal

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