Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Dea's

Sometimes it like
All I do is beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas, crazy
I just make beats smoke
And come up with hi-deas

I took a puff pass, before I finished touching up the track
Now my minds in circles and running laps
Trying to figure what to write and up with these raps
But Im struggling and fighting trying to surpass my
Scribbling these words with these concepts and
Feeling like my vocab has almost exhausted
Im burning out trying to come up with hi-deas
Like an idea,
I write a song what I love and hate
Like I love to get the munchies but I hate the stomach
I love getting drunk but it the next morning
Hate the sound check, but always the performance
Love for the ladies with a lot of confidence
But hate the attitude to take a fucking compliment
Hate for the and nah forget
Its back to the draw board lets give them what calling for
Im at so many people and been so many
Thats why I want to a song called forgotten faces
A lot of have come and gone and Ill always remember them
But I cant put a picture in my head resembles them
And are real friends that I hung every day
They built my character and in many ways
From my teacher to my to my school yard friends
Maybe someday Ill see your face
What a

Aight let me try different,
the strings in

And Ive been to write a love song for my girl since I met her
real romantic like lets get fat together
Sometimes nothings better than on the couch eating whatever
Watching clips with taco chips and nacho dips and peppers (mhmm)
We had a couple ups and down and it through
Love other, our family, our sex and our food
These are words flowing on my pencil on instrumental
Or maybe I should it up a bit adjust the tempo like
I change the beat if the topic aint
Fall on the floor thats perfect current
the formula is that what you stand for?
How come all these douche bags keep running the dance
Douche douche bag
Do it like this and you too can a douche hit
You big game but never gonna do shit
Your girl aint smelling tell her douche it
Dance, nah it back to the music
I had this about rock and roll
And how I think its similar to the way that hip hop will
They thought it was a fad made by Americans
And no mother or dad any children hearing 'em
Hated by the church called it devil music
Now Christian rock bands encourages kids to do it
Time everything I see it right now
It aint just hip hop or rock & roll its a

All I do is make beats smoke
And come up with these hi-deas, crazy
I just beats smoke weed
And come up these hi-deas, yeah
And now Im getting so high

I was goin' to write a track called clichs, just talk about all those you see
clichs you hear in life
I was goin to write a track called small town, I come from a town
things are a little bit slower
Everybody knows your name its just a different
I was to write a track called I know I shouldnt do it but I love too
smoking this weed, guilty pleasures
Yeah hi-deas