Luyện nghe bài hát So Sick Stories

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

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

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

Marred Muts, harbored us
Luck loop of lucky louie shufflin' struts
carved up, from center street souls
Whose scars shut, no scars won't shut!
in kickball they were the kids that got cut
Type to lick ya off, poke ya gut and such
Now who's And where's my luck?
baxter in bayard boom, where's my buck?
You wouldn't long on Lennox, you scared to come up
But you to be as scared of the come up
you need to be shootin' shoats and saving the young pups
Torrid heat, Square post let it erupt
bashing and barking like, dogs in the fog
Down the South, draws, haggard hogs
I can feel ya hunger baby, scribble and ya starve
Taught you 'bout walls, scratched and scattered scrawls
you like to breathe but you talk timid towards tamed with awe
And rip through holes with pockets to draws
I was born in the ocean and to life ashore
Take it as a world, world, world
Guess I'm spatting off like hell, now what the
All the, all the, stories to tell
in ya cell thinkin' to yourself, "how'd I fail"
Well, I wail?

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

slobs, conquer, Manahatta
Wally's on my feet, Squallies on the 'cross 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 'cross 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 can come upon ya