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 I might of said it
I was kinda and light-headed
My jacket kinda fresh, bright
And as usual my tight threaded
It seem like dress tight now
And I want my credit
Don't get it twisted or
I am the king and not be-headed
To the mall no soon brethren
Being broke made my head
So I need the or an Excedrin
only get my engine revvin'
While y'all on ten, I'm on
I'mma the news, be on at seven
fact, I'm on this very second
I'm in and y'all in second
And this only add to the freshness
Call to the club, 'em add to the guest list
What you think? Way bitches?
I can be to big for my britches
Y'all mutha fuckas who this is
I'm gifted, Christmas...
Christmas

(Lykke Li and Santogold)

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

(Santogold)

You know my mind
I said a thousand times
I try to stay
what I'm fighting for
I you to your talk
Never seen my kind
And all so thick headed
Follow and I I led it
of me won't me quit
Won't let me just not say
So much to be bored with
be still, I can't afford it
Try to it in but it makes me sick
So I spit it out, say the hell it
I dream it and I it tall
Make a way for it falls

(Lykke Li and Santogold)

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

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