Luyện nghe bài hát Smell the Roses

UH!
I'm sick of shit,
bar I spit,
You don't even listen, you just smack lips
Yap yap yap, it ever stop.
Who are you to tell me what I am

UH!, you me.
But Yeah, yeah, let's about 'we'
There is no 'we', and there will be.
always be just you and me.

Wake up, you all sleepin'.
In the shadows, I creepin'.
Now I'm and the light is seepin',
Down your cheeks you been crying.

Hear I missed a rhyme, that made your brain lose track of time,
Because the common, average, fickle mind needs rules and laws and guides.
You to these words of mine, not to learn, but to analyze
Every sentence that I sculpt out of the maze behind my eyes.

listening to learn.
Stop to respond,
I'm screaming in your face but still
Yap, yap, on.

We care so much about in,
That we ignore the within.
Character, morality, is a fallacy.
You spend your just balancing,
Yourself and who you to be.
I could write it on eyelids but I still don't think you'd see.

My mind inside your head fits like a truck on a quarter.
You crave money, sex and drugs, and those in no order.
That shits a waste, Instead, I work to the borders
Of my own imagination, ponder my creation..

I choke on all my call it self-asphyxiation.
I'm down these closing doors because I hate limitations.
Rappers steppin' up I send them to relegation,
My value rises up every track like it's inflation.

Ignorance is the land like an endless conflagration,
round in tattered clothes like a mindless zombie nation.
Bashing people's music boy, at they've got creation,
You're nothing but an weak-ass imitation.

(CHORUS)
in your phones, They said our generation was chosen.
You dreaming about that twitter fame, up and smell the roses.
I'd fall right into you, but I'm I'd break my ankles.
You like a demon but want to be treated like an angel.

Talking trash behind a screen, talk to my for a moment.
You a rotten person but say that you're savage, wake up and the roses.
I don't get why it's cool now to caring about everything.
Maybe time we all woke up and made some time to think.
(CHORUS)

We care so much about in
That we the things within.
Character, morality, is a fallacy.
You your time just balancing,
Yourself and all the you see.
The grass looks much greener in all clothing magazines.

homie, I don't know,
She she's cool because she smokes
Fills up her lungs she chokes,
But she gets 10 re-tweets though.

What matters most is inside.
What's in heart and what's in your mind.
I've friend's potential die
Because of the shit were willing to try.

I'm sick of it, I can't no more.
Ya'll are neck deep in a cash drawer.
my eyes but the image is stored.
Can't forget so I'm forward.

I loved a that I couldn't have,
I wanted her but we last.
People talk, yeah shit fast,
So instead, I just a mask.

(CHORUS)
in your phones, They said our generation was chosen.
You dreaming about that fame, wake up and smell the roses.
I'd fall into you, but I'm afraid I'd break my ankles.
You acting a demon but want to be treated like an angel.

Talking trash behind a screen, to my face for a moment.
You a rotten person but say that savage, wake up and smell the roses.
I don't get why it's cool now to stop about everything.
it's time we all woke up and made some time to think.
(CHORUS)

I'm not angry, I'm disappointed. There's behind my face.
I'm so of watching all this potential go to waste.
I know you hit that blunt to your pains away.
But if you quit tomorrow, you'd be than you are today.

There's a bad up in my mouth, when I sit and watch the world.
You arguing over petty while real problems unfurl.
Fighting fire with fire turns the whole to ashes.
But when I close my I can hear the sound of lighting matches.