🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Maze (ft. Dumbfoundead & MYK) - Epik High

 M-A-P T-H-E Soul, M-A-Z-E,  control.
 
 M-A-Z-E,  life is amazin'
 
 [Dumbfoundead's Verse]
 Three blind mice as we're lost in the maze route,  for the easiest possible way out.
 Day in and day out, you run into a closed road.  into old folk, chasing after rose gold.
 What they don't  is that it belongs to a fool.
 Choosing wants over needs,  songs of a mule.
 Carrying their  when you barely know the person,
 and that is the difference between a  and a servant.
 I choose to serve no  but serve mankind,
 at the same time avoiding all of Earth's 
 You step  it and you blow up,
 you exit or  grow up, or get locked up.
 The pigs catch ya eating 
 But I'd rather rhyme bars than sit  bars.
 How  a prison cell contain this shining bright star.
 They have no idea what I could  in a minute's time.
 Break down the walls of the maze and run through the  line.
 
 Life is like  maze...when I'm flippin' through the pages.
 
 
 [Myk's Verse]
 It's  definition black and white.
  it digital, analog, wack or tight?
 It's stressful wishing sacrifice, and  list goes on. It's the facts of life.
 East coast ettiquite, west  slang.
 Peace we'll never get if shit  change.
 Do you play with the  or go independent?
  stay paid but I'm broke like a peasant.
 Love, sex, greed,  What's next?
 Need directions. There's nobody left  follow.
 Wallow in my sorrow for a  tomorrow.
 Life  like a maze, try to keep track of the days that take us from place to place.
 Awaken  face-to-face.
 Too  choices, possibilities, indecision is killing me.
 And  you lend a helping hand, then I will follow willingly.
 
 Life is like a maze...when I'm flippin' through  pages.
 
 M-A-P T-H-E Soul,  lose control.
 
  T-H-E Soul
 
 [Tablo's Verse]
 Flip through fashion magazines,  a swag or lean.
 When nothing's  'smooth', rub a little vaseline.
 Do an online, offline, frontline search. Either quench or confine your Columbine thirst. Cuz  wanna fit in...
 and  a perfect 'match' to set your heart in flames. You wanna be a catch.
 Catch-22, catch  flu, catchphrase.
 By  means necessary in this rat's maze.
 It's  black haze muddle, a rainy day puddle...
 life is gonna wet ya, get ya in a 
 A struggle to survive, a huddle nine to five with no 
 Change?  won't even get a quarter back.
 It's a murder fact, reality kills. Call your doctor now for your reality 
 Chill, but still worry... a  goin' around.
 Cuz life is  your homie, it's 'holdin' u down'.
 
 
 Life is like a maze... when I'm flippin' through  pages.