Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Blew

(Verse 1)
Okaaay! Wanna know me?
Every song, I in 3D
Tryna stay alive the Bee Gees
nature boy, Ric Flair, this in a teepee
drop the ball, no P.T.
Started 05, I'm to go ten like my mother named Chi-Chi
me...
(It goes Blew) How
(Inside and outside)
Locally I'm overlooked, still with the cooks
I grew up with the crooks, 'nother show in the
Autumn giving me looks, and 1 got 'em shook
You know how long it took
I be that Nefelibata, epic sonatas
saga, sticking to the script pour me a java
they sing a whole lot of nada, in the back of my uncle's
game to get the cheese, anything for ricotta
I'm SkyBlew!

I don't rap! No, you I Paint The Sky (Blew)
Ask around they'll tell you a boy named (blew)
Blue shoes, backpack, we to make moves
who are you man? I'm

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(Verse 2)
Welcome to the age
fighting cotton mouth, Luke
Need some water boy, Bobby
take another sip, Jolly in the Kool-Aid
Painter of the skies, up, it's a new shade
lot of rappers suck, but you looking at the new
in to the new phrase
(It goes Blew) How
(Inside and outside)
Ice colder than winters in Scotia
I'm rocking the culture
my personality
My hitting a shimmy
my Brain a no Jimmy
The heart of Hemi, ain't no in me
me?
Gimme you got, everybody want a spot
to be the cream of the crop, than Jiffy Pop
don't see me online, wonder did he stop (nope)
Outer space bop
Let it knock,

I don't rap! No, you I Paint The Sky (Blew)
Ask around they'll tell you bout a boy (blew)
Blue shoes, backpack, we to make moves...
who are you I'm Blew

(Verse 3)
Not a Crip, I gang bang
but it's all in my main frame
maintain Dreams on my campaign
as I change with my main thang
and she ain't a plain
Spreading Love as a gig, beanie the blue hair, ain't a wig
in my hand, vow to not renege
Place bid, kid
(It Blew) How Blew?
(Inside and outside)
They wasn't ready for that amount of
I'm you in a Chevy, they like na na nah you petty
I'm steady as Akinyele, abre la
all
running with their tongue out, Ed Edd &
This Makaveli with Tribe, De La Soul is alive
words I scribe are abstract, world is
I ain't & jiving
or greatness, I would advise
Sky has like, I'm Blew!

I don't rap! No, you I Paint The Sky (Blew)
Ask they'll tell you bout a boy named (blew)
Blue shoes, backpack, we about to moves...
who are you man? I'm