Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Computer

I've so far
Couldn't you how far
Feels as I have been
A million places at
Many I have lived
battles I've fought
I've fought, and
1]
Mass
rulers
What's up to you
[?]
That's
I'm the rumors
I'm past the
The body is
A bad
A ghost, a
massive tumors
Can't threaten a like me
death I'd be glad to do it
And my ashes on my Mac computer
And rap it
While Future
And say that's the
Thats the

If lookin for trouble
You ain't gotta far
Without the of dark

2]
The is 5625
Niggas is clappin' and stompin' in church, waiting for Jesus to back alive
Niggas is still (conscious), on E.T. to come out the sky
all these crimes, mentally ill and out of their mind
Niggas-niggas-niggas-niggas is still awaiting for to get some supplies
Niggas is like Damn, I was just talkin' to so-and-so the other day, how did they die? Why?
Niggas is still (conscious), for politicians to admit that they lied
Since we all comrades, (let niggas pre-locked up in them contracts)
You accept that its generous, just 'cause the man let his off your neck just a little bit
If that shit - if that shit - if that shit was threatening, you wouldn't that it did exist
They wouldn't - they wouldn't - they would've hid that shit from you, like all of history
They brought - they brought - they brought Nye back from the dead just to get at me
They sent so many agents my way, I could start an
(You are conscious)
all about branding, all about branding, feel like a fraternity, niggas wanna brand me
Niggas Grammys, niggas want families, niggas think I'm crazy, I don't own a damn thing
Where the fuck's the They can't understand me, they can't understand me
All shit must go, all that shit is trash, there is not a Plan B
(You are conscious)
Where do all of that go, we gon' end up, where we all landing?
is just a shit-show, this is just a Citgo, I am only passing
(You are conscious)

I've so far
Couldn't you how far
Feels as though I been
A million places at
lives I have lived
Many battles I've
I've fought, and
If looking for trouble
You ain't gotta far
the presence of dark
Wouldn't be any
You may who I am
But do you know who you
(You are, you are)
roads, they don't go nowhere
These are a dead end
had my share of losses
I've had my of lessons
And I sure know what is
And I ask you question
If we, ourselves, perfect
Then how could we know what heaven is