Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Something

1]
Whats good?
And what's evil?
And good gangstas?
And what's people?
And whys phone die every time that I call on Him?
If his son had a Twitter wonder if I follow him
Swallow them like cinnamon Cinnabon
all them sentiments down to a minimum
Studious Maxim models is sending him
Pics of they genitalia up ten of em
I too many pain-kills, downing em off a lot
I got a lot off but it ain't often that I'm off the clock
Ya'know I
I got the Chicago
We rock before the Stones got through
We just aiming back cause the cops you
Buck bang bang, yelling "Fuck Fox News!"
Booyaka buckle up, ops too
no knuckling up em young cause it just not cool

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

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

2]
IGH
I used to tell I was dark light or off white
But I'd fight if a nigga said I talk white
And both my was black
But they saw it fit that I right
With my hid but
My hard head stayed in the clouds like a lost
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 small point ballet shoes with a missing
And two missing
But it's love like kissing a mistletoe

[Verse 3:
Like Cassius the draft and now the fight is over
The type to love from a distance not the type that her
Spent three days on the rap, trash it and it over
With on the block under arms like fighting odors
and quotas
Hold ya head like had taught
Obviously are on a come up
With better chances tobogganing in the summer
Concoctions for the bad days and a condom for the good
All odds we tryna get lucky
Doper Nucky
You're ending happy only a tugging
Like Satan shit come hot
But y'all love me ugh
How father a deadbeat
I'm adopted
That'll why all of my shit been so timeless IGH

[Hook: & BJ the Chicago Kid]