Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin'

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

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And came High School
Started picking up a mic I was cool
My friend said homie, you know that white dude?
I What, for real? Yo its all good.
Cause this, when I tried it,
it
it
it
Insisted the mic be positioned right
Just like that 9th grade footy heard, straight from the Philly burbs, feel me? sure.
Suburban Threat was the name, we would really
Steady ways the day spitting silly
No curses, writing bout our girlfriends, ball point pen, mind like a whirlwind
Getting on the mic, I'm a like Merlin
barriers, tearing 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 face I'm convinced God works in mysterious 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 them all, be their if I fall, but

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