Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Relate

Man, you only rap about sex, and money.
Like, how are you bro?
I just don't that attitude.
I just relate.

Man, I got all these people telling me I'm not like other rappers.
I'm OK with that.

It doesn't matter, cuz you're and I'm here.
I'm but you're austere.
I'm coiled up, so don't near,
And I get better year.

I age a fine wine,
like me we're hard to find.
You I'm just buying time?
Call me back when yo on right.

You fake? Well okay!
You sit on twitter all day.
like"all guys are the same",
That kinda ignorance be so lame.

Girl you the most denominator.
You got some ass but you got more haters,
and you me if I'm free later,
So you just love...elevators.

To get to level I'm parachuting.
ya girl let's call it looting.
You out there stressing I'm up in coolin',
We all know fake who you think you foolin'?

Round-a-bout but I'm turning,
All I spit are spoken sermons.
Baptism, and the churning,
But in Hell, we stay burning.

And I'm pent up all day
Cause I gotta get my in a new state,
Been writing like it's my fate,
And myself, like lingerie.

You look like children, fades,
Swinging fists and blades
You only fight the that you wage.
Why you so I can't relate.

(CHORUS)
Yeah you that I can't relate.
You say "Keep it Real" but you so fake!
Yeah you that I can't relate.
But this is the path that you to take.
(CHORUS)

The is,
You're still there and I'm here,
And by this time of year,
be the name that you all hear
Still get it? I'll make it clear.

I'm a meltdown, you're a tear,
I'm the whole head, just the ear.
I'm the universe, the stratosphere.
an anthill and I'm Mt. Rainier.

I just tough because it's fun,
But what boy, I ain't done.
Nah this is just begun,
You're wars that I already won.

We're not the same, so pretend
Your words leave off mine begin,
Keep my style the end,
If it on, let's call it a trend.

I rich, and I'm unknown
But stop talking about money, I don't your tone.
Look me in the when you talking to me,
Because you pay me respect, I want your money.

I'm so down that I don't know up.
But I don't drink so an empty cup.
I sold my soul for a bucks,
But I stole it back from the clutch.

But for real mans, just do you,
Cause uh, no one else to.
Shit, I mean to be rude.
But call me Abe, I speak the truth.

(CHORUS)
you know that I can't relate.
You say "Keep it Real" but you so fake!
Yeah you that I can't relate.
But this is the that you chose to take.
(CHORUS)

Yeah, see okay to be unique.
If I wanted to be you, I would be.
I'm just doing me, and man,
I make it easy.