Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Computer

I've so far
tell you how far
Feels as I have been
A million places at
lives I have lived
Many I've fought
fought, and lost
1]
Mass
Black
What's up to you
[?]
That's
I'm the rumors
I'm the human
The body is
A bad
A ghost, a
massive tumors
Can't threaten a like me
With death I'd be to do it
And sprinkle my ashes on my Mac
And rap it
blastin' Future
And say the future
the future

If you're lookin for
You gotta look far
Without the of dark

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

I've so far
tell you how far
Feels as though I have
A million at once
Many lives I lived
battles I've fought
I've fought, and
If you're looking for
You ain't gotta far
Without the 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 share of
And I know what hell is
And I ask you question
If we, ourselves, perfect
Then how could we know heaven is like?