Luyện nghe bài hát RFTC

You got a bag full of paint, a head of brain
No snow, no rain, got no complaint
Like you on that krylon running through your veins
You look a war vet starin at them trains
like you zen the fuck out
Sittin in the bushes, all the bugs out
One smoke one beer, when the coast is clear you until your zone stoned on the fear
Lookin at scarred box
Focusing and 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
Pull a can of sky for the outline
Sky for the limits, blue for the time
Nerves at blast, disturbin the masses of rats with these thin and fat caps
Thinking your little brother, cause he been tryin hit the yard with you all summer
a good thing that you didn't bring him along
Cause that's when you saw the flashlights singing this song

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Run, run, run these
Run, run, run get caught
Run, run, run piece understood

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

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