Luyện nghe bài hát Forest Whitiker

Forest Lyrics
And yo whatever up comes out
We don't put our hands over our
And comes up comes out
We put our hands over our mouth
Whatever comes up out
mister bass-man lay it on me

Ayo, Dependin on the day, and dependin on I ate
I'm anywhere from 20 to 35 over weight
I got red and one of them's lazy
and they both squint when the sun shines so I look
I'm man, I know I'm pink and pale
And I'm as hell, everywhere but fingernails
I shave a cranium that quite shaped right
Face tight, shiny, I stay up and write late
My wardrobe is and faded shirts
A mixture of what I like, and I wear to work
I'm not and got a neck full of razor bumps
I'm not the classic profile of what the want
You think I'm depressed as can be
But I look in the mirror I see sexy ass me
And if that's that you cant respect then that's peace
My life's better without you
To everyone out there, who's a different
I say damn a magazine, are gods fingerprints
You can call me ugly but cant take nothing me
I am what I am doctor you ain't love me

If you would turn in your bible
To beauty according to Forest Whitiker
In the third chapter of the third
Brother Ali you please read to the choir for me son

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I'ma be all right, you ain't gotta be my tonight (you ain't gotta love me)
An I'ma be okay, you would probably bore me anyway (you gotta love me)

Forest y'all