Luyện nghe bài hát Fragile

You you'd never ever break, down
But here I am sweeping, off of the ground
You said never, ever play, to crowds
But I've you hoping to play songs to them now
I've spent all long scared of tomorrow, I broke my alarm
Everything is almost lost, pick it up slow, it's gone

We're
(Wish I'd known)
I never thought I'd be so
(You're not alone)
If it didn't before, it's about to
(We've here before)
I don't want to change
I'm
I don't

Some of the people are Pulitzer, an opinion
do get it
I want you to on and gobble a jimmy and, die
Need to be given the and why?
are really the enemy and I
Can't stand the way they slam today's
incredible, get fanned away with grands to pay
This jam scripted
and impeccable
Write a and I put everything in a flow
I'm the N9ne I'mma look very
When a foe scrabalamady but he has never at a show
By the times it'll be better, leave it in the
Cause they wrote but lies, quotes stuck in my eyes
Amateur writer
He's a beginner and hopes for demise, folks I'mma despise
do try to listen
real, I'm mad
Clueless when you scribble on pad
How you gonna criticize now a chisel on you now sizzling your ass
You really get why I'm so pissed? Understand this
I'm an artist, and I'm sensitive my shit, yes I'm

We're
(Wish I'd known)
I never thought I'd be so
(You're not alone)
If it didn't break before, it's to
(We've been before)
I ever want to change
I'm
I don't

Tell me that I'm
Tell me that my is
Big as Venus and then Uranus
Tell me that your anus got head in it
I can smell the and know you're heinous
Tell me that you me, always thinkin' of me
Unconditional, I'm hoping I'm favorite
Grab a fishing pole and throw me with the
That's the feelin' I get when you're
On this pen, on pad
Tell me you're to diss on my craft
Tell me the feelin' of apart this track

Puttin' my and my soul in these lines
me platinum and gold all the time
Lookin' to bury, a deep for mine

This is more you, and this is more than you
And your building slanderin' and abusin'
What I the realest comin' from a student
myself to use a poem as an UZI
Empty magazine, I a magazine
You seen my trigger finger, then I shootin'
was nicotine, I'm bout to smoke 'em all
And involved should've known my music

We're
(Wish I'd known)
I thought I'd be so fragile
(You're not alone)
If it break before, it's about to
(We've here before)
I ever want to change
I'm
I don't