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 irrational in the district
to the next gen system
Slow drip to the temple to live in a prison
When the walls don't appear to vision
One floor down from mall's that prison
Where shower get all y'all missin'
me, I got half-wit vision
But fuck I know, I just here, cap'n
Pass me the baton, the rest a batten the hatches
In fact, better scram, I'm a
On the lam in a blasting some rap shit, trying not to slam into traffic
With my on the wheel and my hands through the moon roof laughing
Let's this
See the truth from the womb is a
Plan to be doomed while the do they dances
So I move through the room like an fooling a master
But I got love for the hand with the food, matter fact I am drooling at that shit
I don't bite but I'm rabid
Try to pet my fucking head again and put
A tooth through the flesh of the palm that you jack
city just screams black magic, and the threat to my heart got traction
Maybe should've never started this
Every I get a chance to advance it's backwards
No thanks to my own actions
Get a couple 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

Trying not to walk crooked while this 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

shit, I came for the jewels
I'm the of kings and fools
I'm the reason the season for starts this evening
And this evening the odds even
People to the gods but the gods ain't even listening
Don't if you're Muslim, Hebrew, Christian
When death run in the there will be no Mercy me's
There will be no reprieve for the
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
will perish in Paris, niggas is nothing but parrots
I write for the writers write for the liars that impress you and your parents
Is real or another dimension?
Am I here in the kitchen?
Am I a of my convictions?
I my sanity slippin'
And I think I like the
Cannibal, animal, I eat 'em
in Dubai I smoke like it's legal
Bitch so exotic she on a zebra
in America home of the (Eagle)
Home of the (Anger), of the (Evil)
Do what I do for the good of my
Holding my lane, jane in a Regal

Trying not to walk crooked while 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