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
side, made my own terms from lonely nights
(See 'em with all my dogs out here now)

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

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

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

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

Easy target, up in Florida Gators (Step, step)
Origin Lost Angels, Lakers
Four-finger discounts, an ounce my fortress
Portraits of my get-down, live from Belgium

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

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