Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Something

1]
Whats good?
And what's evil?
And what's good
And what's people?
And whys God's die every time that I call on Him?
If his son had a wonder if I would follow him
Swallow them synonyms like cinnamon
Keep all them down to a minimum
Studious Gluteus models is sending him
Pics of they genitalia up ten of em
I slurped too pain-kills, downing em off a lot
I got a lot off days but it ain't often that I'm off the
I mean?
I got the Chicago
We invented rock the Stones got through
We just aiming back the cops shot you
Buck buck bang bang, "Fuck Fox News!"
buckle up, mothafuck ops too
Ain't no knuckling up em young cause it just not

Nice to see you Father New
Middle Uncle Samuel
Shooting death with dice
And hitting stains on birthday
I know somebody, somebody my ass
Cause they me beat my demons ass

Chance & BJ the Chicago Kid]
Everybody's everything
I know you
nothing
That's
(3x)

2]
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I used to tell hoes I was dark or off white
But I'd fight if a nigga said that I talk
And both my was black
But they saw it fit I talk right
With my hid but
My hard head stayed in the like a lost kite
But had me up in a submission hold
Like I'm with the Devil with two left feet and I'm pigeon toed
In two point ballet shoes with a missing sole
And two missing
But it's love like kissing a mistletoe

[Verse 3:
Like Cassius ducking the draft and now the fight is
The type to love from a distance not the type told her
Spent days on the rap, trash it and type it over
With babies on the block under arms like fighting
Coppers and
Hold ya head like 2Pac had
they are on a come up
With better tobogganing in the fucking summer
for the bad days and a condom for the good ones
All odds against we tryna get
than Nucky
You're ending that's only a tugging
Like Satan shit come hot
But still love me ugh
How father time a
I'm adopted
That'll explain why all of my shit so timeless IGH

Chance & BJ the Chicago Kid]