Luyện nghe bài hát St. Ides

I think went the other way
Sometimes you just have to
I never in God
But got so fucked up
That I had to
I used to steal my cabernet
Never thought it turn into a rattlesnake
Thinkin', everything be all right
If we get thru the week
Maybe see another
All the while where we where to go
Argue with the homies over who's gonna
Bumpin' Goodie Mob as some for the soul
it's two in the morning
When hits the windshield
And is still
Nothing is a big deal?
One hand on the wheel
And we gon' be all

I had a brown bag
St. in that motherfucker
In the where we smash
5-0 comin' then you I'm running
Crawling fences, when shit gets hard
You know who your is
And I perspective
Need to go to a where I lose reception
Looking at the satellites by
Reflectin' on my life
I can barely remember last
Another morning, swear its the last
Where I be?
Can't start over if you get a new ID
I the devil fancy me
But that mean that motherfucker gets to dance with me

I bought a house, guessing what I own now (What?)
Traffic kinda slow now (What?)
I watch the population wild (What?)
A bunch of people I know now (What?)
My changed and I'm zoned out
I thought New York, maybe SoCal
Put up condos people afford now
Marks bulldozed been tore
Overpopulated but the is a ghost town
a little real ones with me
When it down
Lack of diversity, I about Sloane now
Only reason I would leave my hometown
If I still drink, I would a 40 ounce
Parents left, moved away, and they sold the house
It's really to ignore it now
Wish that we could it out
couple sips pour it out
St.