Luyện nghe bài hát 90's

Picking up the story from where I off
Its 1990 now so can fuck off
I got no GCSEs, higher than a D
I couldnt tell me mum because batter me

Me and Tate sat on the bowling green, life was a
We had quid between us and bought six cans of bitter
I took me ten home and I smoked through the sorrow
If I could just avoid me Mum, maybe Id tell her

I stumbled through the I said, "Mum its like this"
She said, mans been on the phone and youve made the list
Youre in that boy band son, come and give us a
Phoned up and Rich and carried on getting pissed

I dont believe it, Im goin to be famous
Pick you up in a Porsche and buy you lots of
I met the other guys, one like a cock
I think its going to be like 'New On The Block'

I cant be bothered Im lazy
(I wanted to get down)
I those that hate me
I cant and its crazy, baby

Now Im a star
(Im making in this town)
Do you know who you are,
(For the of us)

I adopted brothers, some I liked more than others
One was a brother from another mother
But the lead singer it hard to like him
And I still loved him, him

The first three months, you know I nearly
I played snooker with my Dad, he said Dont be a
the bullets, youre mind is a gun
Youre gonna shoot when theyre number one

I be bothered cause Im lazy
(I only to get down)
I hate those that me
I forgive and its crazy, baby

Now Im a video
(Im trouble in this town)
Do you who you are, baby?
(For the of us)

Now its dinner with Versace, lunch Princess Diana
And Im gonna get battered if I go out in my
Cause as much as we were loved we were hated
The boys got jealous cause the got plated

And now were famous and that, and dancing and that
And Im thinking I can why am I stood at the back
So fuck the band give me and gak
Now we're all a band of nerves, you know a of brothers

I be bothered cause Im lazy
(I only to get down)
I hate that hate me
I forgive and its crazy, baby

Now Im a star
(Im making in this town)
Do you who you are, baby?
(For the of us)

And now its breaking my heart the dreams turned to shit
It aint broke but Ill break it in a bit
And Im always in trouble but Ive stopped sorry
worried What the fucks wrong with Robbie?

He's not answering his phone, hes not to me
I saw him on the telly at
And now Im running away everything that Ive been
And Im and Im fucked, and Im only nineteen

I cant no more, I cant perform no more
But the boys know Im fucked and so they me the door
And if the truth be told I wasnt fit enough to
So I put my head down and walked
was the 90's, '90 to '95

I cant be bothered Im lazy
(I only to get down)
I hate that hate me
I forgive and its crazy, baby

Now Im a video
(Im trouble in this town)
Do you who you are, baby?
(For the of us)