Luyện nghe bài hát The Jackpot/Swept Away

Starin that strech
into the
with my eyes and ears
with a clear coat
i'm at a for words,
but i know a lot of words for
i got a lotta excuses
to and stomp
fuck you very much and me goodbye
because i'm on the next high
no sex allowed
now all around ma
and show me what you
he got the
and she got the
and they raped the
and he's got the

now, nobody
nobody nowhere
halt and its all my fault
and i care
i am
behold this whore
sore throat bloke on tour
thru the repell
the chorus
indorced by the
and honey i just wanna hug ur like a porsche.

go throw them sore issues back on the fire
to the flame,
get me
the blame
let me
the night
and me a low and brown
and touch my swollen
while i hold it

yo, on the of actually she found me flacid.
skiped class to be fashionally
got me
me drinkin
tossed my ink the loos leaf like
watch me sink into the mind
of how wait to find fate
let the dialate
fly high like the rate
mosiquito bate, baby me up to date
who you today
me a pound and im on my way

now im at it that imaginary thats on the floor
what do you mean we should in touch
for
not sure
but i with your motive
the took over
'cause the dose was sugar
the world is full of
who want short of perfect
and yet settle for less
blinded by their quest for

hit,
i it was for me
it made me
her i now
now i dont why i drink

i pay the phone bills
scrape off the kill
hold
here's another girl acting like of the mole hill

yo, step with
i got this friend named
and imma him in my pocket
the day that i die
and i got this pet
that i let out to eat
holes in the top of the jar so he can breath
and he's old enough
imma set him free and let him
his kids how to build bombs and shoot speed
true
im all the lines around the block
good
hip hop
and making rhymes my cock

so fuck the
fuck
man and you
i you drown
face
in your dandruff

thank you for me
me
me
me
me
me
abrasivley me
and waiting
i promise to pay you on the day we're free

i thank you for hatin me
me
me
stickin that in me
and blatenley me
me
me
and me
i promise to pay you on the day we're free

she aint happy when i am
she's mad when im
so imma this pint of whiskey and go pass out on her lawn
and when she leaves to go to
she'll find me in my
start my day off an angel
her morning
with a

i'm to the game
don't the rules to the game
my shoes
stomp into all the puddles and in my brain
i remove my heart
my legs
but no matter how soft i
i manage to break the eggs

i thank you for making me
me
me
me
me
and me
tasting me
and patiently
i promise to pay you back on the day free

yo, i thank you for hatin me
me
me
stickin that in me
and breaking me
me
me
me
i to pay you back on the day we're free

[[ let me my throat,
it over here baby pop
and let all the fly skimmas the beat.
umm drooop.]]

Boom.

its the way she moves that that's got me consumed
and it aint got to do
the sleeping
it's the on her face
got me displaced
plus the fact that she's got no clue that im peepin
she's into routine
cleanin off the infront of the shop she works
am
me,
in the car
in the
maybe 30 feet from the spot she
taken
who is this
and why she chewin' my
the action, unaware, innocent, purely
and whom I this?
I'm alone, in the passenger seat of [this part is bleeped out]
awaitin' my companion, but damn man, she's got me
and it's not just the fact that she's
it's the kit-n-kabootle
the look on her face, to her taste in shoes, to the way she moves
it me to sit and doodle, so
while I
she wipes down the tagged up tables outside of the [bleeped out]
it's not a spot
and I sit again, with a pen
and a desire to be entirely in a world of them ..

(spoken) "what do you you just wanna be friends.."