Luyện nghe bài hát Special Education

They call him Gipp
It's the mutant, mister get
Live wire, poke you like barbwire
Maroon Range, cane, oil stains
My right leg than my left foot
Put next to squares, still peel the circle
See off of people, I don't see color
I'm a special mind, yeah, a kind
in the South at a special time
Covered in leaves of
Scripture written in
so clearly in tongues
So my children would
around
you see
The industry: look like me

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

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 going
G-force in my veins, hydrozine
KT, 13, a microphone
Cosmic juggernaut, being
supreme, once conceived, boy, they broke the mold
All this glory-seeking is getting totally control
No one's original, of the Clones
of the swagger-snatchers
Aim for the

I don't wear the clothes you
I'm just different and I care
It's kind of sad and it's a
Everyone to be the same
If you are here and now
I'm sure I can you how
It's okay to be
Don't you want to be

Scientists stood around in as I was being born
Was I quote, unquote special or was something wrong
My skin was black, my was gold, and my tongue was silver
And the fact that I could 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'
Cum Laude, School of Exceptional Youth

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

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

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.
Heavyweight in the game, T tip the
I travel over the back to ATL
I'm with the mayor, I'm a truthsayer
A crusader, a raider
I a deejayer to be the illustrator
Let's get the dollar
I said my Gucci
I think tea time
Don't need a
T-Mo is on the grind, he to let it shine
Off in the skyline, don't worry mine
I can lies and watching third eyes
I 'em go blind, I don't deserve to rhyme

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