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

 M-A-P T-H-E  M-A-Z-E, lose control.
 
 M-A-Z-E,  life is amazin'
 
 [Dumbfoundead's Verse]
 Three blind mice as we're lost in the maze  lookin' for the easiest possible way out.
 Day in and day out, you run into a closed road. Turning into old  chasing after rose gold.
 What they don't know is that it belongs to  fool.
 Choosing wants  needs, singing songs of a mule.
 Carrying their burdens  you barely know the person,
 and that is  difference between a pharaoh and a servant.
 I choose to serve no man but serve 
 at the same time avoiding  of Earth's landmines.
 You step in it and  blow up,
 you  or you grow up, or get locked up.
 The  catch ya eating donuts.
  I'd rather rhyme bars than sit behind bars.
 How  a prison cell contain this shining bright star.
 They have no idea what I could do in a minute's 
 Break down the walls  the maze and run through the finish line.
 
  is like a maze...when I'm flippin' through the pages.
 
 
 [Myk's Verse]
 It's high definition black  white.
 Is it  analog, wack or tight?
 It's stressful wishing sacrifice, and the list  on. It's the facts of life.
 East  ettiquite, west coast slang.
  we'll never get if shit don't change.
 Do you play  the majors or go independent?
 Gotta stay paid but I'm broke  a peasant.
  sex, greed, addictions. What's next?
 Need  There's nobody left to follow.
 Wallow in my sorrow for a hollow 
  is like a maze, try to keep track of the days that take us from place to place.
 Awaken and 
 Too many choices, possibilities, indecision is  me.
 And if you lend  helping hand, then I will follow willingly.
 
 Life is like a  I'm flippin' through the pages.
 
 M-A-P T-H-E  M-A-Z-E, lose control.
 
 M-A-P T-H-E 
 
 [Tablo's Verse]
 Flip through fashion magazines, cop  swag or lean.
 When  goin' 'smooth', rub a little vaseline.
 Do an online, offline, frontline search. Either quench or confine your  thirst. Cuz you wanna fit in...
 and find a perfect 'match' to  your heart in flames. You wanna be a catch.
  catch the flu, catchphrase.
 By any  necessary in this rat's maze.
 It's  black haze muddle, a rainy day puddle...
 life is gonna wet ya, get ya  a muzzle.
 A struggle to survive, a huddle nine to five with  quarterback.
 Change? You won't  get a quarter back.
 It's a murder fact, reality kills. Call your  now for your reality pills.
 Chill, but  worry... a bug's goin' around.
 Cuz  is like your homie, it's 'holdin' u down'.
 
 
 Life  like a maze... when I'm flippin' through the pages.