Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might sound strange and beautiful. You feel disembodied,..
boundless, helplessly through space..."

[Jamie
me,
the one you see in dreams
or sinner,
the message is in the mixture
Ugly as they might
Raised from the and scum
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my tree and out my
In the alley, a gat looking to bash your head wit it
Watch your drain outcha skull onto the ground
And take ya to my grave where you will never be

[Jamie
me,
Not a fuck again
unstoppable and I don't have to pretend
Not Rocky, but I'm to rock your skull
Drink saki, when I'm smokin' paw

me,
kids call me Cousin
my slugga rides by my side on the daily,
It to me
It tells me who to on (ride on)
We are a team and it's your life we on (C'mon)

You think you me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Monoxide
me
Standin' in a of blood
a fat ass blunt cuttin' it up like WHUT??
Feelin' lonely, and all my homies are dead
At that's what the voices in my head
Just

HEY!!

[Shaggy 2
That's me all up in your mug get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya lips all up.
When I my rims stop too.
Then i peel back out on ya face ya fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm fucked up and, I got a and the cops
are makin me mad.
Negotiations fell through watch it on the news i shot that
fucka right in plain view.
[Shaggy 2
That's me, What You got somthin to say?
Why my knuckles got you teeth prints all up in em? (ooo)
I skin em. Why ya so rough?
Little tape on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.

You you know me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Anybody
That's me right you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
all those strange sounds, in ya face starin.
Knockin over cans, breakin 40 bottles.
Villian the streets, I'm a ghetto role model.

J]
That's me in a wig, swingin a machete.
Pig blood on my chest to the party like confetti.
That's me spittin shit, fuck hardcore
I throw knives in the and have em runnin for the door.
Killa]
That's me, that's right you shoulda known a better.
I be squashin fuckas for whatever, whenever.
Spinkle dust from the inside ya favorite drink.
Then sit back and laugh and watch fat ass head shrink.

J]
That's me, the virgin pussy popper, chopper.
Swingin blades like a helicopter. alotta.
That's me and I'm down for the Lotus.
Like a kamikaze I hit the vocal booth and blow this (shit the fuck up.... so shut the up.)

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)