Luyện nghe bài hát Gifted

Verse ( West)

Hey eh
I'm for running my mouth
I will not be accountable for comes out uh
I don't I might of said it
I was kinda and light-headed
My kinda fresh, bright red-ed
And as usual my tight threaded
It seem like dress tight now
And I want my credit
Don't get it or dreaded
I am the king and not be-headed
To the no time soon brethren
broke made my head hurt
So I need the bread or an
That'll only get my engine
y'all on ten, I'm on eleven
I'mma the news, be on at seven
Matter fact, I'm on this very
I'm in first and in second
And this verse only add to the
Call to the club, tell 'em add to the list
What you think? Way more
I can be to big for my britches
Y'all mutha know who this is
I'm gifted, Christmas...
Christmas

(Lykke Li and Santogold)

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

(Santogold)

You don't my mind
Like I said a thousand
I try to ahead
Know I'm fighting for
I leave you to talk
Never my kind before
And you're all so thick
Follow and I I led it
Part of me won't me
let me just not say shit
So much to be bored with
Can't be still, I afford it
Try to hold it in but it me sick
So I spit it out, say the with 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
Whatever comes, I'll write it
So me out
And shoot me
mics in hand
We'll stand against the test of

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