Luyện nghe bài hát Chum

Something to it
Pendulum swinging slow, a moving
Through the city with criminals, stealth, welcome to enemy
Harder than immigrants work, "Golf" is into my shirt
Get up off the pavement brush the up off my psyche
Psyche,

It's probably been twelve since my father left, left me fatherless
And I just to say I hate him in dishonest jest
When honestly I this nigga, like when I was six
And every time I got the chance to say it I would it
Sixteen, I'm hollow, intolerant, shots
I storm that whole bottle, I'll show you a role
I'm drunk, pissy, pissing on somebody front
Trying to figure out how and when the I missed moderate
Momma often was offering offerings
Think, cough, scoffing and he's off again
for a big brother, Tyler was that
And plus he how I rap, the blunted mice in the trap
Too black for the kids, and too white for the blacks
From honor to cracking locks up off them bicycle racks
I'm indecisive, I'm scatterbrained, and I'm frightened, it's
And them eyes, where he hiding all them at?

sinister to it
Pendulum slow, a degenerate moving
Through the city with criminals, stealth, welcome to enemy
Harder than immigrants work, "Golf" is stitched into my
Get up off the pavement brush the up off my psyche
Psyche,

"Can I get that, oh let me get that in my headphones"

Uh lapse, bars rot in heart's bottomless pit
Was mobbin' deep as '96 and Prodigy did
We were the posse crash the party and dip
With all belongings toss em out to the audience
was fucking awesome, trying to make it from the bottom
His sins feeling as as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is
garment and weed gardeners garnishing spliffs
With particles and entering apartments with 'zine article
Tolerance for boundaries, I know you now
Craven and these niggas done track me down
Just to be the that did it, like, "I like attention"
Not the type niggas trying to get a raise at my expense
to be grateful, right?
Like, "Thanks so much, you made my
Harder, and the ties between my mom and I are strained and
Even than they were before all of this shit"
Been back a week and I already like calling it quits

sinister to it
Pendulum swinging slow, a moving
Through the city criminals, stealth, welcome to enemy turf
Harder than immigrants work, "Golf" is into my shirt
Get up off the pavement brush the up off my psyche
Psyche,

"Ha ha ha!"