Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin'

I remember way back I way back ages
Eighth grade I think, feels yesterday
Bowl cuts was the I was crazy long blond hair all over the place
And I'm pale as I was
Baby face, a frame like a skeleton
Skinny kid, no friends loved by
No I was cool, I had plenty fun
But one wish I would up big,
no not
but said
drink my
Didn't get nowhere switched up
Started having hip hop, Pops buy it
more Springsteen, Earth, Wind, Fire
Felt was fine but to rhyme, had to try it
Couldn't hide the fact that I to rap
Bought Jay Z CD with my own man
And was back around 98 with the Annie sample and, Money ain't a thing
And even though I really relate, I kept studying, and listening and stuffing my face and now

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And then High School
Started up a mic thought I was cool
My friend said homie, you that your white dude?
I What, for real? Yo its all good.
Cause like this, I tried it,
it
it
it
Insisted the mic be positioned just
Just like that 9th grade footy heard, from the Philly burbs, feel me? Pretty sure.
Suburban Threat was the name, we would really
Steady ways the day spitting silly
No curses, writing bout our girlfriends, point pen, mind spinning like a whirlwind
Getting on the mic, I'm a wizard like
Breaking barriers, walls like its Berlin

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And I think it was the summer of grade
When Uncle C passed away leaving us
And it
bad

sad
But we had, to move on, so in fact real fast, we wrote this song About fallen ones, and miscues, and misuse, and the of words used to diss dudes
So true.
In a serious face I'm convinced God works in ways, like everything happens for a reason, I had to believe it, cause that would explain why the leave us
As for people that mean everything, I got love for all, they'll be their if I fall, but

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