Luyện nghe bài hát So Sick Stories

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

Uptown, of American century, no dispute
Our foreign coup, Malcolm gets shoot,
Harlem screaming, "How come you, not?"
Some fucker at that audubon spot, got
Houdini to seedy schemey, junkies who would easily me, believe me
Monthly, must be, easy to with Wik
In my ear saying "Suck this dick I get sadistic"
I'm in the corner, crying "what's shit?"
I'm either puffing that bliss or cuffs on my wrist
Yin and yang, either stinging with pain or bringing that
way yo it's all the same thang
Thinking, might it be it, life in the circle, write in my journal
My the, city it flows with the prettiest prose
Mixed the gritty and gross, I pity the
Hideous shmoe, not the idiot shmucks, still a fuck
But I pity them so I guess I too, prepared to
I-I-I dare to, keep trying dying
The be my heirloom

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

Marred Muts, harbored us
Luck of lucky louie shufflin' suave struts
Wrists carved up, from center souls
scars won't shut, no scars 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 where's my
Barged baxter in bayard boom, my buck?
You last long on Lennox, you scared to come up
But you need to be as scared of the up
When you need to be shootin' and saving the young pups
heat, Time Square post let it erupt
We're bashing and like, dogs in the fog
Down the South, draws, haggard hogs
I can feel ya hunger baby, scribble and make ya
Taught you 'bout tatted walls, and scattered scrawls
you like to breathe but you talk timid towards tamed with awe
And tongues rip through holes with pockets to
I was born in the ocean and adapted to life
Take it as a world, world, world
I'm spatting off like hell, now what the hell
All the, all the, stories to tell
Sittin' in ya cell to yourself, "how'd I fail"
Well, I wail?

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

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

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

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