Luyện nghe bài hát good kid

Mass hallucination
Ill education
Want to reconnect your elations
is your station baby

Look inside these walls and you see having withdrawals
Of a on his way
Trapped inside desire
To bullets that stray
Track a tire just you I'm tired and ran away
I should ask a choir what do you
To sing a song that me to have faith
As the record I should pray
For the record I recognize that I'm easily
I got ate alive
I got animosity
It's big as a building
Me jumping off of the
Is me playing it safe
But am I supposed to do
When the topic is red or
And you understand that I
But know I'm to
Just a couple that for trouble
And live in the street rank
No better picture to paint than me walking from bible
And called his because he had said he noticed my face
a function that tooken place
They was wondering if I
Step on my neck and get blood on your Nike
I don't mind because one day you'll
The good kid, m.A.A.d.

All I see is strobe
me in my hindsight
Finding me by
Promise me you can
In all honesty I got to be copacetic until
You had finally made decision to hold me my will
It was like a head on collision that folded me still
I can never pick out the
And a cop on the bill
Every time you in the morning
I feel you just to kill
All my innocence ignoring my purpose
To persevere as a better
I you heard this and probably in fear
But what am I to do
With the of red and blue
Flash from the top of roof
And dog has to say roof
And you ask, "Lift up shirt"
Cause you if a tattoo
Of affiliation can make it a to put me through
files, but that don't matter because the matter is racial profile
I heard chatter: "He's probably young but I know that he's down"
on his neck as hard as your bullet proof vest
He don't mind, he he'll never respect
The kid, m.A.A.d. city

All I see in this
20 and these 'shrooms
candy for pain
Can we live in the society
entirely stressful upon my brain
You hired me as a
I quietly for change
violence is the rhythm
Inspired me to
The in this room
With 20 Xanies and
grown-up candy I lost it
I feel it's to lose
The streets sure to the worst side of my best
mind, 'cause now you ever in debt
To good kid, m.A.A.d.