Luyện nghe bài hát Gifted

Verse ( West)

Hey eh
I'm for running my mouth
I will not be accountable for what out uh
I don't know I might of it
I was gone and light-headed
My jacket fresh, bright red-ed
And as usual my pants tight
It seem like everybody dress now
And I want my credit
get it twisted or dreaded
I am the king and will not
To the mall no time soon
broke made my head hurt
So I need the bread or an
That'll get my engine revvin'
y'all on ten, I'm on eleven
I'mma the news, be on at seven
Matter fact, I'm on very second
I'm in and y'all in second
And this only 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 fuckas know who this is
I'm gifted, Christmas...
Christmas

(Lykke Li and Santogold)

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

(Santogold)

You don't my mind
I said a thousand times
I try to ahead
Know what I'm for
I leave you to your
Never seen my before
And all so thick headed
Follow and I I led it
of me won't me quit
Won't let me not say shit
So there to be bored with
Can't be still, I can't it
Try to hold it in but it makes me
So I spit it out, say the with it
I dream it and I it tall
Make a way for it falls

(Lykke Li and Santogold)

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

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