Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Dea's

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

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

Aight let me try different,
Bring the in

And Ive been trying to write a love song for my girl I met her
Something real romantic lets get fat together
Sometimes nothings better than sitting on the couch eating
Watching movie clips taco chips and nacho 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 words flowing on my pencil on instrumental
Or maybe I should switch it up a bit adjust the like
I the beat if the topic aint working
Fall on the floor perfect sounds current
Following the formula is that what you for?
How come all these douche bags keep the dance floor?
douche douche bag
Do it like this and you too can a douche hit
You talking big game but never do shit
Your girl aint smelling tell her douche it
Dance, nah it back to the music
I had this hi-dea about rock and
And how I its similar to the way that hip hop will grow
They thought it was a fad made by Americans
And no mother or dad wanted any children 'em
Hated by the they called it devil music
Now these rock bands encourages kids to do it
changes everything I see it right now
It just hip hop or rock & roll its a lifestyle

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

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 write a track small town, I come from a small town
When things are a bit slower
Everybody knows your name its a little different
I was goin to write a track called I I shouldnt do it but I love too
Like this weed, guilty pleasures
Yeah crazy