Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Relate

Man, you only rap sex, drugs and money.
Like, how shallow are you
I don't understand that attitude.
I can't relate.

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

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

I age like a wine,
People like me hard to find.
You think I'm just time?
Call me back yo heads on right.

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

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

To get to your I'm parachuting.
Stealin ya let's call it looting.
You out there I'm up in here coolin',
We all you're fake who you think you foolin'?

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

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

You look like children, fades,
Swinging fists and blades
You only the wars 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 know that I relate.
But this is the that you chose to take.
(CHORUS)

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

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

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

We're not the same, so pretend
Your words off where mine begin,
my style until the end,
If it catches on, call it a trend.

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

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

But for real though mans, do you,
uh, no one else wants to.
Shit, I ain't to be rude.
But call me Abe, cause I the truth.

(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 is the path that you chose to take.
(CHORUS)

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