Luyện nghe bài hát The Liner Notes

One-liner flow, see it in my liner
The kind of ideas it seem like the thoughts took
Three hundred and sixty-five nights, I picture the high
Pool side, made my own terms lonely nights
(See 'em with all my out here right now)

Born our own flow, they say old soul with kid's
Still from my torso for enemies by any means
I seen it's worth, a curse, snakes and centipedes
Venomous, the only safe place is Venice Beach
(Back home, here)

I try to my rights, I try to right my wrongs
I try to write my songs, shine but the night is gone
becomes the encore
Can't tell the date or state because I'm on

A young kid De La Soul, I spit live, you could say, no go
Sixteen, not a day, no flow, I grew up a skater
Some for greatness, others serve as waiters

nameless, others was stars
And straps ain't famous, that ain't stainless
High haters, peace signs, see you
for no reason, quit trying, it's breezy

Easy target, walked up in Gators (Step, step)
Origin Lost Angels, support
Four-finger discounts, this an ounce my
Portraits of my get-down, live Belgium stages

L.A. 'em, L.A. grazed 'em, and L.A. saved 'em
It's back to the Beach, bitch, where Miss raised 'em
My mama opposite of Palin, with no gat from Russia
Looking back like "Quit playing," Ev' is here

I won't change
Lord forgive me for all of my
But I change nothing