Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not Real

Passport, filling it up with
Set a camp up on my land, the rivers of Japan
She on asking for a rack so I ran
back, like you can't see who I am
Think my don't know me no more
every 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 your crying to the floor
If you had the chance, would you take the time you need to make it
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 feels better, real pleasure
I'm not real, I think I was
I get a rush time she let me get a touch
I need to feel (love)
I need to feel (pain)
My garden hasn't growing so can you bring that (rain)
I Keep my up (high)
A fed up (lies)
They tell me where my mind is on this LP
I don't



Telekinetics put 50k on my credit
for answers, I'm searching but I ain't getting far
Let's get it on, I'm 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 these
duckets 'til I die
While my foes busy running, it
Marijuana in my stomach, toasted in public
Head in the clouds, my in the struggle
who didn't test yet? Test this
Few new rules in effect,

See this a rather spooky movie
Roll it up and it to me
Hash and booty, absolutely, smack a acting bougie
See a creature, ass
Need a feature, shoot me
Truly must have them bad jeans and the back is Coogi
Had to do these rapper to let 'em know the trap is booming
Past the views of Catholic schoolers, fact, but you in assuming
Back to cash pursuing
Posted up like Patrick
fuser, sad if you would battle for a stack or two
These eloquent, sentences show my penmanship
boundaries, show you the end of it
Don't you infested 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
Money in machines, will make you change
If I go tomorrow, I just hope it in vain
But I complain

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