Luyện nghe bài hát Vulcan

It's now
Let's out

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Fuck weak views
Take two minutes to peer
My optics, am feeling makin a killing
Feeling like fillin up my
Massacring like Pol Potts for the
No affiliation, man stop it
tall grey, half monstrous
How you gonna stop
I don't need to pop
I drop this
In the
And whip it
I get all a you addicted to my
You look a little timid
As I sit and scribble
An alchemist, still it apparent this
Isn't for the
I was in '97
So fuck profession
I don't where my head is
Treasure forever hidden, hope I don't get sectioned
Smoking organic, you panic, man
all that peace chat
# the gat at

Speaker
Speaking
Got your in arm
Telling her, she need a man
So what does that me?
I've been a little bit lately
I wanna be another stereotype
I gotta grow up, man it's really
18 years old, thinkin about ending my
Don't give a for your judgement
Yer lucky I throw punches
When I
So selfish, I'll admit it
That's why this is
I'm not talented or
Or up and
I'm just with stressing, fucking running
From a lifestyle, that I've for a while
But I've pushed everybody that ever anything to me away
Just wanted to get my sucked
Always tryna crack jokes, little fuck
Why can't I just, appreciate
And
If you me, it's mutual
The sound of your body the ground is beautiful
I'm like immovable
In god's head and there's weed in my cuticles
Still all the things I used to do
Crucially, my hatred was in the crucible
Of
fuck I poked my head up out the cubicle
I make it apparent
I lost a parent, I never had him
Daddy was a no show and the pain out so slow
Dead beat big brother, can't even tell my mum on her birthday I love her
Wish it was the way it was when I was den's out of boxes and covers
Boxing with destiny, not a one hit wonder
I'll sure you remember this
Bet I end up better than
Put your bets on the in
My pen again, a medalling of petulance
Gotta get it in, I'm the mercury in so called veteran's medicine
Escaping my selfish
With my spread on a page
So I put my in a song
So it may on
But I'm calling that bitch back
afghan on the ave
I went through it all in the past
again, never again, man
It's MFTM, man
Save all of your
Throw it back in face
a subliminal
Young sinner still old
stereotypical
Taking it back, wu-tang that paisley raised
So I'll never sit in first
Abuse my
I see the when these MCs are spitting
the fraudulant freudian slips
I'm slipping, I really wish I went to
Fallen to the system
Just a condition
I'm in, between genius and insanity
Never shed a tear when my passed 'cos it had to be
Doctor's warned him about the
Didn't listen, good old uncle Henry
Saw myself in him, he lied, stole and cheated anybody out of
I'm acting like it when it doesn't
his soul for substance
But it

Long as I grip fucking mic like a vulcan
I just wish I got the chance to say I him
his fuckin soul for the substance
But man it...