Luyện nghe bài hát Fragile

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

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

Some of the people are Pulitzer, give an
do get it
I you to come on and gobble a jimmy and, die
to be given the remedy and why?
Critics are really the and I
stand the way they slam today's gifted
Effin' incredible, get fanned away grands to pay
This jam scripted
Deaf and
a rhyme and I put everything in a flow
I'm the N9ne I'mma look mean
When a foe scrabalamady but he has been at a show
By the times it'll be better, it in the stove
Cause they wrote nothin' but lies, quotes stuck in my
writer dissin'
He's a beginner and hopes for your demise, folks despise
Never do try to
real, I'm mad
Clueless you scribble on your pad
How you criticize now with a chisel on you now sizzling your ass
You don't really get why I'm so Understand this
I'm an artist, and I'm about my shit, yes I'm

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

Tell me I'm famous
me that my name is
Big as Venus Jupiter and Uranus
Tell me your anus got your head in it
I can the articles and know you're heinous
me that you love me, always thinkin' of me
Unconditional, I'm I'm your favorite
a fishing pole and throw me with the sharks
That's the I get when you're concentratin'
On this pen, on pad
Tell me you're willin' to diss on my
Tell me the feelin' of pickin' apart this

Puttin' my heart and my soul in lines
Tellin' me and gold all the time
Lookin' to bury, a hole for mine

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

fragile
(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 been before)
I don't want to change
I'm
I ever