Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

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

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

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

Madrox]
me,
Not giving a fuck
unstoppable and crazy I don't to pretend
Not Rocky, but I'm to rock your skull
Drink saki, when I'm smokin' paw

me,
kids me Cousin Louie
Cause my rides by my side on the daily,
It to me
It me who to ride on (ride on)
We are a team and your life we decide on (C'mon)

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 they all wannabe (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 puddle of
Smokin' a fat ass cuttin' it up like WHUT??
Feelin' really lonely, and all my are dead
At least that's the voices in my head
said

HEY!!

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

That's Me, crazy, and I'm up and, I got a hostage and the cops
are makin me mad.
Negotiations fell through watch it on the news because i shot
motha fucka right in view.
2 dope]
That's me, bitch? You got somthin to say?
Why my knuckles always got you teeth all up in em? (ooo)
I em. Why ya face so rough?
Little duct tape on the fingers and I'm back the 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 they all wannabe (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 behind you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
Makin all those sounds, in ya face starin.
Knockin trash cans, breakin 40 bottles.
Villian from the streets, I'm a 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 knives in the crowd and have em runnin for the door.
[Anybody
That's me, that's right you known a little better.
I be motha fuckas for whatever, whenever.
Spinkle dust from the inside ya favorite drink.
Then sit and laugh and watch that fat ass head shrink.

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