Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Relate

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

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

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

I age a fine wine,
People me we're hard to find.
You think I'm just buying
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 ass but you got even more haters,
and you me if I'm free later,
So you just love...elevators.

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

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

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

You like children, catching fades,
Swinging fists and pulling
You only fight the wars 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 path you chose to take.
(CHORUS)

The is,
still there and I'm still here,
And by this of next year,
be the name that you all hear
Still don't get it? I'll it clear.

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

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

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

I rich, and I'm unknown
But talking about money, I don't like your tone.
me in the eyes 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 so it's an empty cup.
I sold my for a couple bucks,
But I it back from the devil's clutch.

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

(CHORUS)
Yeah you know that I relate.
You say "Keep it Real" but you so fake!
you know 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.