Luyện nghe bài hát 9-24-7000

Shit, you off your feet
Ryu in the corner
Shit, man,
Smooth, man
I'm a smooth mover, uh

Yo, if I didn't say it's me, you would probably it's Sting
My fish go bling, what, old thing?
I never switch up, my brother a biscuit
Then I'm gripped up, off my shoulder, fuck the bullshit
rain came the same day
My daughter taught me how to do the Nae Nae to 13
compare me to Kevin Spacey
Or Rubén Blades, the blunt fat two Kamalas
Do a world tour and scoop dollars
home and hit the pool hall
I'm new Impalas
Two Russian twins while I drive fast
me, man

I'm the one that takes the head, wears it on my own head
Wisdom from the old heads, you ain't gettin' no
You ain't gettin' no bread, you ain't gettin' no
You gettin' no dough, you ain't gettin' no hoes
Dawg, I hit the best of 'em, the rest of 'em
Well, now I'm nestled in the Tesla pretzels, huh?
I should put a wetsuit on
I'll be back...

Renzel, line two
Young A.B., I got you dig?
Yeah, yo (Maybach music)
I love my bitches, end up as new bitches
Skippin' school bitches, cookin' me bitches
All my down, we lookin' like Fu-Schnickens
Got a few tickets for bitches who digged us
College dormitories, fill 'em with smooth
Air Max 95s, grey sweats, menace
as a Jonas, complex on the phoner
Simple individual, in the Lotus
Foreign ambitions, go with my last wishes
As I open my eyes, by seven figures
Baking soda required, decided dealin'
is divided amongst the feds and children
Let him totin' drugs if he willin' to plead guilty
The star state witness, they'll hit you up for selfie
Dro can only help me, Backwood and I'm
I'm the label owner, I'm the only one can me
(Maybach music) boss

Why are we letting things on the outside of our physical penetrate our soul, penetrate our nuanced wiring system, our cerebral cortex, okay? What really is a thought? Can you control when a thought arrives of the brain? Can you or can't you? Is free will a real thing or is it the philosophy of free will? Seekin' scripture, haha