Luyện nghe bài hát Burnt Up Cigarette

Yo gotta bad
But you hit it
Comin' down yo
So it
Showed me yo nose bone, big
up yo nose, you little maggot
Close to a faggot, bin
Down the stations drugged in again
Bin yin 'n yang, doin' that
it ends, a next bang
Boom, I presume yo ego needed
on yo back
Couldn't stand alone yo
Wanna be a rockstar, two hands,
Lies can't go now, you lost yo
Hated normal people, hide alter ego
'n a child, so yo talked all cheap yo
Say you wanna run a thing soon
Five years later, still howlin' at the
Semi-anarchist, of cannabis,
Should've you out the pits
But your brain went

Even on yo job, playin' like a
pops up
Claimed to be top, sick of labour
Got the
Push to show
I out like toiletpaper
Got in yo hand
For I was the man
Wish yo were in front, you know yo can
Sad, sad, boy got it bad
up a fit - it's me you wanna hit
Picture that a nikon camera, click

I you use people
I know you use