Luyện nghe bài hát Special Education

They call him Gipp
It's the mutant, get down
Live wire, poke you like barbwire
Range, sugar cane, oil stains
My right leg longer than my foot
Put stripes next to squares, still peel the
See spirits off of people, I don't see
I'm a special mind, yeah, a kind
in the South at a special time
Covered in of gold
Scripture in scrolls
Spoken so in tongues
So my children come
around
you see
The they look like me

I don't the clothes you wear
I'm just different and I care
It's kind of sad and a shame
Everyone to be the same
If you are here and now
I'm I can show you how
It's to be afraid
you want to be special

I'm so special, boy
Try to stupid, dawg
I eat nuclear and spit atomic bombs
explodes, that's my trademark
Mushroom inside, call 'em brain farts
Gamma rays torch my system, now I'm green
G-force in my veins, pump
KT, 13, a microphone
Cosmic juggernaut, extraterrestrial
Reign supreme, once conceived, boy, they broke the
All this glory-seeking is getting totally outta
No original, Attack of the Clones
of the swagger-snatchers
Aim for the

I don't wear the clothes you
I'm just different and I don't
It's kind of sad and it's a
Everyone to be the same
If you are listening and now
I'm I can show you how
okay to be afraid
Don't you to be special

Scientists around in silence as I was being born
Was I quote, unquote special or was something wrong
My was black, my heart was gold, and my tongue was silver
And the fact I could talk already, that was a thriller
And I fear what I don't understand, so let me you
Especially when nigga make too much noise being normal
Unusual but beautiful, the bondin'
Summa Cum Laude, School of Exceptional

Let me put something poetic into plain
I'd rather die than to not be
The outsiders have no to be equal
V.I.P. stands for "Very Insecure People"

I don't the clothes you wear
I'm different and I don't care
It's kind of sad and a shame
Everyone wants to be the
If you are listening and now
I'm I can show you how
It's to be afraid
you want to be special

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.
Heavyweight in the game, T tip the
I over the world back to ATL
I'm friends with the mayor, I'm a
A crusader, a natural-born
I a deejayer to be the illustrator
Let's get the signs
I said my Gucci
I think it's tea
Don't a co-sign
is on the grind, he about to let it shine
Off in the skyline, don't 'bout mine
I can handle and watching third eyes
I 'em go blind, I don't deserve to rhyme

I don't wear the you wear
I'm just and I don't care
kind of sad and it's a shame
Everyone wants to be the
If you are listening and now
I'm I can show you how
It's to be afraid
Don't you want to be