Luyện nghe bài hát Better Me

[Intro: Joe
I hear nigga's sayin'.
Nigga's talk to me like...
Like when I come on the plane an' shit, on.
When I sit out in front of the muh'fuckin' plane wit' the daily news wit' my legs an' shit.
Wanna' act like I ain't my seat, when I'm watchin' muh'fuckas walk to the back an' shit, when it's Coach.
You Pat in that shit, nigga.

[Verse 1: Joe
here,
Look, look...
I get a gospel
right considerin' the ghetto was my hostile.
Memory is gone, but I'm recallin' all through
Even at my lowest, I was sittin' on my stool;
That's what high do.
If I couldn't do shit, was always able ta'
They tol' me a nigga die 'fore I was able ta' vote.
'Prolly 'cause me an' my
An' all the we did
The MRI couldn't tell you the issue is.
my treason came a cause that I believed in
Is it really if a nigga got a reason?
At I had ta' take doe
Nigga did whatever for a
Bein' the hood'll be my scapegoat.
A "can it be", 'cause I wasn't born a canopy
Maybe I was ta' fallin' in love wit' vanity.
Tell me shit'chu is the shit'chu sow
Tell God I'm better than the shit I
I grow, c'mon.

[Verse 2: Joe
Whoa...
Now look...
Now niggas say I floss too
So... has he
'Cause I don't that thousand-dollar T cost too much.
All should say is that he strong
Came out the unscathed, ye', I carried on
Lu carry on.
?? my blessing's at a delay
Now ta' lace my chick in ?? is clich.
ain't gonn' never land, less it's in the Netherlands
Twenty on that goldface, Breitling wit' the band.
Ask for a better
I collidin' wit my problems, ye', I never ran
That'll make me a man.
I go from not havin' it ta' bein' arrogant
I dreamt, went it, jus' bein' passionate.
Some niggas get an' why...
Dude's is newborn birds, afraid ta' fly.
If foot's on the breaks, can't ride.
Me, I my wings, inhale an' embrace that high!

[Verse 3: Joe
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Look, look, look...
of me was gruesome
I changed, I grew some
An' if I did change, I welcomed shit to come.
Dudes that smoked trees me
Dudes that used ta' be me
say I switched up on 'em an' did a three-sixty.
'Cause I don't it down
But to me it's -
You wann' see the otherside, turn aroun'.
Show 'em your face -
I tell 'em we was on the same track, but wasn't that same race (nigga).
Weighin' in the same space, but I ain't gonn' change
won't let me slowdown, I can't explain fate.
So don't say I from broke ta' booshie
I'm far from far-end I jus' what suits me, muh'fucka.