Luyện nghe bài hát Tribute

This one is dedicated to the ones
Not the possums playing dead messing with my
X amount of action, X of games
For again I tell you the same

Gone already to the bored of it all type,
That I'm seein' every night I'm out
Bustin' head for it but your's busted
Right back lip and

I messed up but I got back
Don't bother 'bout constant disappointment
But the fun is in the hunt so actin' on a front
And you're unmotivated, faded
But the remedy is not so, get on what you got

Remember Lady of Guadeloupe, the times my mother mole
After mass we would get home, the girls are to the phone
And I'm in my bedroom the 45 on my player
Was in this love together

At the time I never realized how songs
The ones that I I played because I wanted
Drawin' on my wall from time to time
Makin' creatures come alive no schoolin'

When I'm on the
The method that I make is patience
The method that I is much patience
I'm waiting for the beat and then I sense

Ain't comin' in hot, forgot you got no clue
Ain't in hot, you got, you definitely got so rude
Boy, actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy, I ya
This is a

No one as foolish as the excitable ones
But then again there's no one that has much fun
X amount of action, X of games
For years I tell you the same

Once I met a man who made no mistakes
He would never bet on a long shot and he bet on a break and
He's condescending and gossip galore
But the dude was definitely a bore, hear me now

I messed up but I got back
Don't lying 'bout constant disappointment
But the fun is in the hunt so quit on a front
Yeah, unmotivated, sorta
But the man is not the one hiding behind the gunshot

Time travelin' my memory
a younger dough gazin' at the galaxy
Space trippin' veto of the
Searchin' for UFOs from and Mars

Ode to an alien, I know out there
Cosmic, heart tell me if you care
I'm listening for your sound, on the ground
I'm listening for your sound, on the ground

When I'm on the
The method I make is much patience
The method I make is much patience
I'm for the beat and then I make sense

Ain't comin' in hot, forgot you definitely got no
Ain't comin' in hot, you got, you got so rude
Boy, actin' coy but you got nuts Almond Joy, I tell ya
is a tribute

I'm vexing mofos but I'm wishing you the best
I keep 'bout half my lyrics and I out the rest
fly on by, you can if you want to
The method that sense is patience