Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not Real

Passport, filling it up with
Set a camp up on my land, swam the rivers of
She keep on asking for a so I ran
back, like you can't see who I am
Think my don't know me no more
Cause time she's sad I can't console her no more
If buy you love, then love's not enough
So tell my why you on knees crying to the floor
If you had the chance, would you take the time you need to it right?
The clouds are gray but would you pay the price to paint them
Might have a on the way, cause I been going in raw
It better, that real pleasure
I'm not real, I think I was
I get a rush every she let me get a touch
I need to feel (love)
I need to that (pain)
My garden hasn't been growing so can you that (rain)
I Keep my up (high)
A fed up (lies)
They always tell me where my is on this LP
I exist



Telekinetics put 50k on my card
for answers, I'm searching but I ain't getting far
Let's get it on, I'm royal Tenenbaums in Lebanon
Decepticons, hit it my head is gone

Point me to the road, and run it
Bloodhound with my nose to the
Ain't fucking with these
duckets 'til I die
While my busy running, fuck it
Marijuana in my stomach, toasted in public
in the clouds, my toes in the struggle
Like who test yet? Test this
Few new rules in effect,

See a rather spooky action movie
Roll it up and it to me
Hash and booty, absolutely, smack a groupie acting
See a creature, ass
a feature, rather shoot me
Truly must have them bad jeans and the back is Coogi
Had to do rapper tunes to let 'em know the trap is booming
Past the of Catholic schoolers, fact, but you in fact assuming
Back to doing cash
up like Patrick Ewing
Rapper fuser, sad if you would battle for a or two
These eloquent, irrelevant show my penmanship
Indefinite boundaries, you the end of it
Don't forget you in nasty crevices
Allowing birds to to their death before they even fly
He and I are not the
Doctor, doctor, please prescribe me something for the
in machines, those will make you change
If I go tomorrow, I just it ain't in vain
But I complain

Point me to the road, and run it
Bloodhound with my nose to the
Ain't fucking with these
Getting 'til I die
my foes busy running, fuck it
Marijuana smoke in my stomach, toasted in
in the clouds, my toes in the struggle
Like who didn't test yet? Test
Few new in effect, bitch