Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Dea's

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

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

let me try something different,
Bring the in

And Ive been trying to write a love song for my since I met her
real romantic like lets get fat together
Sometimes nothings better 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
Love 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 tempo
I change the beat if the topic working
Fall on the floor thats perfect sounds
the formula is that what you stand for?
How come all these bags keep running the dance floor?
douche douche bag
Do it like this and you too can make a hit
You talking big game but never gonna do
Your girl aint smelling tell her douche it
Dance, nah fuck it back to the
I had this hi-dea about and roll
And how I think its similar to the way that hip hop will
thought it was a fad made by African Americans
And no mother or dad any children hearing '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 aint hip hop or rock & roll its a lifestyle

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 [x2]

I was goin' to write a track called clichs, just talk about all those you see
Those you hear in life
I was goin to write a track called small town, I come from a small
When things are a bit slower
Everybody your name its just 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
crazy hi-deas