Luyện nghe bài hát Gifted

Verse ( West)

Hey eh
I'm for running my mouth
I not be accountable for what comes out uh
I don't know I of said it
I was gone and light-headed
My jacket kinda fresh, red-ed
And as usual my pants tight
It seem like everybody tight now
And I want my credit
get it twisted or dreaded
I am the king and not be-headed
To the mall no time soon
Being broke made my head
So I need the bread or an
That'll get my engine revvin'
While on ten, I'm on eleven
I'mma make the news, be on at
Matter fact, I'm on this second
I'm in first and in second
And this verse add to the freshness
to the club, tell 'em add to the guest list
What you Way more bitches?
I can be to big for my britches
Y'all mutha fuckas know who is
I'm gifted, Christmas...
Christmas

(Lykke Li and Santogold)

I'm armed pens
And I got my
Whatever comes, I'll it down
So me out
And shoot me
With in hand
We'll stand against the test of

(Santogold)

You don't my mind
Like I said a thousand
I try to ahead
Know what I'm for
I leave you to talk
Never seen my kind
And you're all so thick
and I know I led it
Part of me me quit
Won't let me just not say
So much there to be with
be still, I can't afford it
Try to hold it in but it me sick
So I spit it out, say the hell it
I it and I build it tall
a way for when it falls

(Lykke Li and Santogold)

I'm armed with
And I got my
comes, I'll write it down
So me out
And me down
With mics in
We'll stand against the of time

I'm armed with
And I got my
Whatever comes, I'll write it
So me out
And me down
mics in hand
We'll against the test of time