Luyện nghe bài hát Badchild

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High roller bipolar
but still missing something like I'm diet cola
Trying to boss up like Tony
I'm still a boss I'm Joseph Bonanno
Feel on an island like I'm Gilligan
Lost a couple teeth, back to the grill again
Fans like it's killing them, these cheap tricks
Wasn't working so I and got my teeth fixed
Known for saying harsh remarks are partially dark
Samples chopped like martial arts
Can't complain, like my art
But feel like, I'm still waiting for my to start
Last three months catatonic, miserable
around my city and I feel like I'm invisible
Never felt I had to ask it for dough
Not Casper the Ghost tight grasping for

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Panic in my legs, feel while I hallucinate
Standing on a ledge about to but I'll rejuvenate
Holding on, but I it's soon
'Cause pills the only way I know to patch these open
Responsibility, literally me
Life used to sparkle. Nothing's fucking me
Used to sit and my words, called it artillery
Now life is torture, would madly end it
Reason I'm still here are for my dogs and my
I don't expect anyone to me
I was young, love, suicidal tendencies
Now I'm older, I got suicidal
Might be punished for my sins, that make sense
Starts a line once, haven't had a break
I should lower the bar, it's raised too high
Maybe I should harder, but I do try
Used to around, thank god i'm the shit
Now feel like a piece of shit in a pit
Trying to build my like beam so I can climb out
But life so fast, I need a time out