Luyện nghe bài hát Smithereens (Stop Cryin')

Fell late, Neon Buzz
P.T.S. stress, we do
air strange, sticky lungs
Mayor Doomberg no funds
And I'm cryin',

out with a fiendish ring
Broken into
Every thing's how it seems
And it seem
I am cryin', cryin'

In a world of duper whores
The kids want a little more
tycos do the bloody mind sex
With a decor
And I'm cryin',

So, when I step in the frame
I became BK
'Cause I grew up around the Krazy
And second hand spray
I'm cryin',

Where the walls your defiances
And alliances made
With a fugitive dash after
To harass the gods of
Cryin',

And the goons that I collude
On rude shit same way
And will a crab down in public
Just to manipulate their
Cryin',

Why I be sober
God is so clearly dusted out his mind
With cherubs a bundle
Trying to why he even tried

here it's 30 percent every year
To fund the end
But I'm on Atlantic Ave
Trying to cop the instead

Pure savage established hard talk
93 proof
Walked the high to infinity
With truant moves

When the ration line derails
I food
Maybe, tread where the hawks
Look and hide tools

On a bed that else made
to wait for the next boot
When it you took
Prime-time off mute

Old say, "Time to build"
But demolition pays loot
Rip patch from your Hazmat
past with an odd bop

El Producto of strange
They say he stares at you, long
Perhaps he's lookin' us all
With his yard gaze
Cryin',

And he how MCs
Became contorted their own lies
And went from battle rap to gun
Like we notice the change, yeah right

It's the city I down in
The couture township
Where they lost the box batteries
And how shit was founded
Cryin',

And critics all see me
They get my whole existence
An actual B boy
Who'll you out your mittens
Cryin',

Now, I feel motherfuckers owe me dap
For contributing raps
not a construct for the radio
On that path

be your homie, bust through the Dolby
Lonely, all cast aside and
Wildly chrome heat of vigilante words
Insert in a dome-piece

And the of all I have is yours, now
Surrendered and calmly
As a tot on a block of bricks
And double dutched with the

I'll rip your in nothing
But a cock ring and pair of PuertoRoc
I built the bag cats will drown in
When the water's rust

And the thought that I had
In the back of the bus
Was of a Oklahoma flair
Through kiddy fade to dust

Move with me little bitty
We'll and dagger the city
We'll hope to magnificence
Till the pattern of blasphemy's

And I keep my meaning tucked
So, creepers give me some privacy
Don't ask for literal
From a child of society

a position to be filled
You assholes, keep your eye on me
But save your precious
'Cause all my everyones lied to me
And I'm

asleep late, Neon Buzz
P.T.S. stress, we do
air strange, sticky lungs
Mayor Doomberg gives no
And I'm cryin',

Call out a fiendish ring
into smithereens
Every thing's how it seems
And it would
I am cryin', cryin'