Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not Real

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



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

Point me to the road, and run it
with my nose to the money
Ain't fucking with hoes
duckets 'til I die
While my foes running, fuck it
Marijuana smoke in my stomach, in public
Head in the clouds, my in the struggle
Like who didn't yet? Test this
Few new rules in effect,

See this a spooky action movie
Roll it up and it to me
Hash and booty, absolutely, a groupie acting bougie
See a creature, ass
Need a feature, rather me
Truly bitches must have bad jeans and the back is Coogi
Had to do rapper tunes to let 'em know the trap is booming
Past the views of Catholic schoolers, fact, but you in fact
Back to doing cash
Posted up like Ewing
Rapper fuser, sad if you would for a stack or two
eloquent, irrelevant sentences show my penmanship
Indefinite boundaries, you the end of it
forget you infested in nasty crevices
Allowing birds to fall to their before they even fly
He and I are not the
Doctor, doctor, please me something for the pain
in machines, those will make you change
If I go tomorrow, I just hope it ain't in
But I can't

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