Luyện nghe bài hát Badchild

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

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Panic in my legs, feel heavy I hallucinate
Standing on a ledge to jump but I'll rejuvenate
Holding on, but I hope it's
'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 end it willingly
Reason I'm still here are for my dogs and my
I don't expect anyone to me
When I was young, love, suicidal
Now I'm older, I got tendencies
Might be punished for my sins, that would 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
to walk around, thank god i'm the shit
Now feel like a piece of in a bottomless pit
Trying to build my strength like so I can climb out
But life so fast, I need a time out