Luyện nghe bài hát RFTC

You got a bag of paint, a head full of brain
No snow, no rain, ain't got no
Like you high on that running through your veins
You look like a war vet starin at them
like you zen the fuck out
Sittin in the bushes, letting all the out
One smoke one beer, when the coast is clear you disappear your zone stoned on the fear
Lookin at scarred box
and notice one of the ones most fit
Its that one there, has got your name all over it
So that one there, is your name all over it
a can of sky blue for the outline
Sky for the limits, for the down time
Nerves at blast, disturbin the masses of with these thin tips and fat caps
bout your little brother, cause he been tryin hit the yard with you all summer
It's a thing that you didn't bring him along
Cause that's when you saw the singing this song like

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Run, run, run these
Run, run, run don't get
Run, run, run every piece

It wasn't fast enough, a catch
Cornered in the parking lot hidin in the
You heard the footsteps, heart beatin
Are you gonna have to with a trainyard guard?
You out on some, yup let's start this
Puffin out chest like you wasn't in the garbage
And that's when the universe
your looking straight at a uniformed officer
What you think, you run, run
And a chance at getting some from his stunt gun
ain't one on one, plus he look kinda young
The type that might beat your ass for fun, huh
So tell me what the are you supposed to do
Already thinking the cuffs holdin you
got a few cases over you
But the police man says, no it's cool
What, where's the line, can't call it
Too many paint fumes, lost it
He handed you your bag and here, I think you dropped this
Cause cop grew up on hip hop

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