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

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