Luyện nghe bài hát Badchild

1]
High roller that's
but still missing something like I'm diet cola
Trying to boss up Tony Soprano
I'm still a boss I'm Joseph Bonanno
Feel on an island like I'm Gilligan
Lost a couple teeth, went to the grill again
Fans acting it's killing them, these cheap tricks
Wasn't working so I went and got my teeth
for saying harsh remarks that are partially dark
Samples like it's martial arts
Can't complain, like my art
But feel like, I'm still waiting for my life to
Last three months catatonic, miserable
around my city and I feel like I'm invisible
Never like I had to ask it for dough
Not Casper the tight grasping for quotes

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