Luyện nghe bài hát Sole Has Issues

Hey, Sole, man! dude?
Yo I came all the way from the man!
Yo I love your shit! How about a free tape,
the underground!
Woo woo! man! Yeah! Yo man!

I usually dream about chains and being an MC 'til I'm old and gray
Instead I wear a tie and fix all day
In this I trusted everyone
and I was in the spotline for the lifeline of life
are vampires and Sole only exists in the nighttime
Time is by my silhouette, tired of being a harbinger of bad
Tired of paying rent, and I'm of paying dues
And I'm of being polite, and I'm tired of not falling asleep
And I'm tired of morons that say I'm too or I'm too deep

Yeah I'm deep, deep in debt, deep in
Falling off the end without a bungee [Wooo!]
'Cause is a circus and the girls on Haight Street are way too funky
[true!]
Time to feel like a martyr, a satire, a sadder pioneer [Sole,
With idle idolizing every instrument I hear
But got red hair and a fucked up beard, overgrown goatee
Been keeping it real, the same clothes since 1993
This world is an empty refrigerator, full of wasted
So I maintain an empty stomach and magnets to place everywhere I've
"But I understand why the world is covered
with frost with blue eyes"
is good, and we can be winners, if we compromise
I'm always complaining, these'll be the days I get old
to all the industry parties, now I got cassingles to dub beats over
Overwhelmed at times, couldn't fit these songs in a CD set
Signed rappers: if so dope, then why ain't you been dropped yet?
Kids say it's all about battlin', and though it's masculinity
Freestyle diddly, and cameos provide validity [you don't freestyle]
Any is a joke, except for all purpose I'm leaving soon
When call up asking for the promo department
connect you with the living room [hey, hold on]
Live it up, a brew, pull up a chair let's politick and speak-spearean
We can talk about rappers and discuss alien abduction
Nonsense is fun, rhetorical conversations are
When speech leaves book and industry most find it confusing
So smoke more weed, and read more novels, and watch cable
And so we'll still remain skeptical, cause sensible

(chorus)
Aiiyo I talk a lot of shit, I can it all the fuck up
Get along, all hold hands and sing the song
So I'll talk a lot of shit, hey, I can it all the fuck up
[Cause I love you, and you me]
And just one big happy family

Well it's day four, sentence six, [uh and everything is clicking
People are cliquean and talking too much, touche
I took a holy shower and washed away all my indecencies
Even sat in the sun, to try to up the beast in me
But it's still there, eating away on my people
But it, we can build and I'm not stressed out
And play the field 'til I'm out of every guestlist
and put on blacklist
Well, I that just means more names on the 'People I Gotta Diss' list
I everybody, but I've run out of kind phrases
So if I see you and act sarcastic, take it personal, and
I wanna play the horses, but ain't got enough gambling
And I'd to see the pigs, but all of them got boyfriends
We can be friends or arch-rivals or we can ideas
Or sip espresso, until we both have
A lot of people are cool, and are less intellectual
I like a girlfriend and like them more when they're bisexual
Battle rhymes don't hurt people, battling isn't enjoyable
something about goth girls in short skirts I find delectable
So come back to my shelter you little pale raccoon wearing three chains
And I'll give you some more stupid sayings to put in keychains

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[drums
I've to love stability, [uh huh] been anything but lethargic [true!]
Constantly increased abilities and found a soft spot for [so so]
Discovered "enjoyable" and "happy" are both relative terms [true]
to terms with the fact that while on earth all people are worms

But hey, the early bird remains tracing the and acid rain
Actually, all acts of is serene rested in mundane
I enjoy things, like computers and tropical fish
And indie artsy women that to my every wish
Since the a misogynist I try to act like Too $hort [biiatch!]
But if God was a bitch, I'd make it a point to pay my child
But/And since I don't kids I can [simply] act irresponsible,
Buy a grip of useless shit/items, and eat foods are unpronounceable
me unaccountable, 'cause counting my obstacles has been depressing
And undressing prime notions, adolescent peers teach me added lessons
To the mass, simply I'm the God, in the earth
Being from Maine has been a and being bitter has been my curse
The only cure: separate Sole from the ills that spoil my
You were raised in manure, so it's right that we be on our own shit, sure
And I ain't shit, and you're convinced to be in its elements
Take in self degradation when you're facing Sole-ful eloquence
You've got a lot of time to think, not necessarily a bad thing
Just of all the joys a bottle of Windex, a pen and pad could bring
I say think you speak, and think before anything you do
Or the next rhyme I might be about you, son they shook *
[*vocal interpolation of Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II"]

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Oh.. oh.. Ohh, did you hear that? Oh, this kid is crazy!
Oh man.. oh shit. Listen man,
We chillin'.. chillin' yall.. chillin'.. wooo..
Yo man, oh yo, just crazy dude! Oh Lord. Yo man..
man, you ever interested in some guns? Y'knowahmsayin'?
Listen! My boy.. to hook you up! Y'knowahmsayin'?
Yo man, 'cause I know you're hard!
Shit, listen dude, I could you up with a gun, man!
Y'knowahmsayin' cause the underground, you know how crazy it is!