Luyện nghe bài hát So Sick Stories

Now do you see this, the way the grey controls
The that go to sleep to sink and dissolve
I set adrift, in the concrete and the mist
another inner city bliss
Now do you see this, the way the grey only
The souls that go to sleep to and dissolve
I set adrift, in between the concrete and the
Just another inner river bliss

Uptown, soul of American century, no
Our coup, Malcolm gets shoot, shot
Harlem screaming, "How come you, not?"
Some other at that audubon spot, got
Houdini to seedy schemey, junkies who would easily deceive me, me
Monthly, must be, to fuck with Wik
In my ear saying "Suck this 'fore I get sadistic"
I'm in the corner, "what's this shit?"
Seems I'm either that bliss or cuffs on my wrist
Yin and yang, either stinging with pain or bringing grain
Either way yo it's all the thang
Thinking, might it be it, life in the circle, write in my journal
My journals the, city it flows with the prettiest
Mixed with the and gross, I pity the
shmoe, not the idiot shmucks, still giving a fuck
But I them so I guess I care too, prepared to
I-I-I dare to, keep when dying
The island be my

Now do you see this, the way the controls only
The that go to sleep to sink and dissolve
I set adrift, in between the and the mist
Just another inner city
Now do you see this, the way the grey controls
The souls that go to sleep to sink and
I set adrift, in the concrete and the mist
Just inner city river bliss

Marred Muts, harbored us
Luck loop of lucky shufflin' suave struts
Wrists carved up, from street souls
Whose scars won't shut, no won't shut!
Back in kickball were the kids that got cut
Type to lick ya off, poke ya gut and such
Now who's stuck? And my luck?
Barged baxter in bayard boom, my buck?
You last long on Lennox, you scared to come up
But you to be as scared of the come up
When you need to be shootin' shoats and the young pups
Torrid heat, Time post let it erupt
We're bashing and like, dogs in the fog
Down the South, slow draws, haggard
I can ya hunger baby, scribble and make ya starve
Taught you 'bout walls, scratched and scattered scrawls
Night you like to breathe but you timid towards tamed with awe
And tongues rip holes with pockets to draws
I was in the ocean and adapted to life ashore
it as a simple world, world, world
Guess I'm off like hell, now what the hell
All the, all the, sick stories to
in ya cell thinkin' to yourself, "how'd I fail"
Well, why'd I

Now do you see this, the way the controls only
The souls go to sleep to sink and dissolve
I set adrift, in the concrete and the mist
Just another inner bliss
Now do you see this, the way the grey controls
The that go to sleep to sink and dissolve
I set adrift, in between the concrete and the
Just another city river bliss

slobs, conquer, Manahatta
Wally's on my feet, on the creep 'cross the
Street where the people that the nostalgia
All dat can come upon ya

Suave slobs, conquer,
on my feet, Squallies on the creep 'cross the
Street where the that peep the nostalgia
All dat karma can come ya

slobs, conquer, Manahatta
Wally's on my feet, Squallies on the 'cross the
Street where the people that peep the
All dat karma can come ya