Luyện nghe bài hát Panic Attack (the P.a.)

Little momma got a little pill to
A water to follow it down the tunnel
lotta walls but the house is hollow
Got a lot of holes, never the shovel
Panic attack, so the plan of attack?
You had to be had. You cut in half. You had to
You battle with shadow from front to back
Stack up the stats. the math, and that'll be that
Hold your head up. I your fed up
But don't let it get up to the top of them love
Instead of with the pieces that got messed up
get dressed up, we goin' out to catch the buzz
Self-medicated, spirit on
Help take the self-hate and celebrate it
And I could tell you hated it when you naked
but the poison great, wanna know how the hell they made it?
And if the dizzy don't you, the city will
Simply for the thrill of wiping up a spill
Little tricky get busy of a bill
So take the little pill to your pretty grill

Here it comes, it goes again. Panic attack. [x8]

So what you So what you popping?
So what you So what you dropping?
So you smoking? So what you sniffing?
So how you coping? So what's the

Contagious, it runs like the does
Sedate the sober and anxious
The pages of pain that the songs on the playlist
The renegade that jumped just to flood the bassment
Look everbody needs a help-up buddy
No drug-free, the streets would be hella bloody
Do you call a patient of a junky?
The only thing that separates is who takes money
All like we're gonna go buck wild
up a shot, prescription filled up now
Pop (what?) distracted by the rush while
we fight all night about what to name the child
I'm on that go nuts life that got that gold
Fresh fly wild what like the cold crush
No luck, don't much, just an old flush
made up of hearts Queen off the faux-blush
Freak outs, leak out, and out, and speak out
and reroute and seak out the weak
And we doubt, but I see it keep out
the beast I'll for now, it's all "peace, I gotta be out."

Here it comes, there it goes again. attack. [x8]

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