Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Dea's

Sometimes it feels
All I do is beats smoke weed
And come up these hi-deas, crazy hi-deas
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 racing in circles and running laps
Trying to what to write and come up with these raps
But Im struggling and fighting to surpass my past
Scribbling these with these concepts and topics
like my vocab has almost been exhausted
Im out trying to come up with these hi-deas
Like an idea,
I write a song about what I and hate
Like I love to get the munchies but I hate the aches
I getting drunk but hate it the next morning
the sound check, but always lovin' the performance
Love for the ladies with a lot of self
But the attitude learn to take a fucking compliment
Hate for the critics and nah
Its back to the draw board lets them what they calling for
Im at so many people and so many places
Thats why I want to write a called forgotten faces
A lot of have come and gone and Ill always remember them
But I cant put a picture in my head that resembles
And these are real friends I hung every day
They built my character and attitude in many
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 trying to a love song for my girl since I met her
Something real like lets get fat together
nothings better than sitting on the couch eating whatever
Watching movie clips with taco chips and dips and peppers (mhmm)
We had a couple ups and and made it through
each other, our family, our sex and our food
These are flowing on my pencil on this instrumental
Or maybe I should switch it up a bit adjust the like
I the beat if the topic aint working
Fall on the thats perfect sounds current
the formula is that what you stand for?
How come all douche bags keep running the dance floor?
douche douche bag
Do it this and you too can make a douche hit
You talking big game but never gonna do
Your girl aint smelling right her douche it
Dance, nah it back to the music
I had this hi-dea about 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 wanted any children 'em
Hated by the church they it devil music
Now these Christian rock bands kids to do it
Time changes everything I see it now
It aint just hip hop or rock & its a lifestyle

All I do is make smoke weed
And come up with hi-deas, crazy hi-deas
I just beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas,
And now Im getting so [x2]

I was goin' to a track called clichs, just talk about all those clichs you see
Those clichs you hear in
I was goin to a track called small town, I come from a small town
When things are a little bit
Everybody knows your name its just a little
I was goin to a track called I know I shouldnt do it but I love too
Like smoking this weed, pleasures
Yeah crazy