Luyện nghe bài hát Closer

Oh, that's how long (that's how long), that's how
(That's how strong)
be lovin' you, baby
(T-to all my brothers, it too late to come together)
(T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to together)

Yeah,
This deserve a Kevin Liles
The can't help but touch you like a pedophile
My people say I stressed 'em out, so I the house
Now I'm running the streets with Detroit players
Running laps you niggas, I'm on my 7th mile
A special child some things I need to reconcile
Cydel Young, got my rap from sellin' loud
'Cause Cyhi got a ring to it a wedding vow
I grew up stealin' money out my purse
Now I'm buying I promised her
She don't want nothing else on this but see her son in church
But just the night before, we was and runnin' work
Bought a onion first, sold nothing more than a hundred
But wear the under, the undershirt if you lurk
Had on my head
niggas wanna' murk
I used to rub my tummy like my hurt
'Cause I hate the place I'm in, I don't even feel with friends
My life is too stressful to bring a in
If you not 'bout the mission, can't be my then
Relationships can get Rocky, my Adrian
Especially it's your night at the Apollo
Huh, I Basquiat the Picasso
Talkin' to Pablo, face-timing Croatia
He said, CyHi be patient, you know your time is

Closer, well,
(T-to all my brothers, it too late to come together)

Cyhi, huh
My robber Peter 'cause he owe Paul
.38 snub, the got a nose job
I used to talk to the plug distance
Heard echoes 'cause they was listening, damn, that was a close
Can't off, the cousin of sleep is sure to get you
a pistol
When I draw you know stipple
Niggas switch sides, your partner's the rim
You ever been in the middle of preying on some niggas hoping the Lord you
If I don't go ten platinum
I'm the closest thing to diamond with rhyming crystals
I'm not for the shits and giggles,
Tell my sisters that I'm home
I hit a triple, got caught for 'cause I was tryin' make it double
Stayed at the brickhouse, but what's funny the shit was
to see my class walk, and I ain't get to graduate
My parents washed their hands with me, like you grab a plate
I was on punishment, still in after eight
The belt don't no more, she can tell when she look at my face
I was a castaway, had to learn how to navigate through the alleyways, pull up on you the Cali' way
I did some shit I can't
Tried to some niggas I ain't know, that was my last mistake
Satan, I I'm one of your favorite soldiers
But I can't you no more,
me and Christ is getting

Closer, well,
T-to all my brothers, it ain't too to come together
than close
T-to all my brothers, it too late...