Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Computer

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

If lookin for trouble
You gotta look far
the presence of dark

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

I've so far
Couldn't you how far
Feels as I have been
A million at once
Many lives I lived
Many battles I've
fought, and lost
If you're for trouble
You ain't gotta far
Without the of dark
be any stars
You may who I am
But do you know who you
(You are, you are)
These roads, don't go nowhere
half-ways are a dead end
I've had my of losses
I've had my of lessons
And I sure know hell is
And I ask you question
If we, ourselves, ain't
Then how could we know heaven is like?