Luyện nghe bài hát I'm So...

Woke up one morning, I was really
kinda day when gettin' dressed
Is like the hardest thing that you could ever imagine
Suckin' hard, yeah, I was cold

So I tried to myself feel better
Called up Kim and I met her
'Cuz she always makes me feel just a bit stronger
And I advice, wonder if I was wrong for
Splittin' with my baby, it was almost two
Which is a lot you know in dog

But anyway, I wrote enough about him in our day
So I'm gonna stop now and put it away in the back of my
And tell you 'bout the shit I have to complain about that day

Picked up the guitar, tried to
get past the chord A
And E and C and fuck, it was
All of a sudden a knock at the door and it was my old neighbor

Who wakes me up every 7:30 a.m.
her exercycle blastin' lite FM
But she me I gotta keep it down
I give up, I'm so

I hate where I be livin' on Clinton
The day I saw a dead guy lyin' under a sheet
And these 14 year old pushers tryin' to sell me
And the fuckin' salsa music I can't cope

I used to love livin' on the lower east side
But when I down the street, "Yo pussy need a ride?"
Is what I hear from mac muthafucker givin' hassles
Yo punk, I ain't a stripper, you see tassels?

Crawlin' all over the apartment are and moths
And my ex-boyfriend says I act like David Lee
All these record labels calling but they don't produce the
Yo boy, shave that goatee and uh, call me back

I'm working two different jobs and I'm fuckin' broke
tofu everyday and uh, maybe a coke
Feelin' down, feelin' bad, feelin' slow like a
Come on, get me off the 'cause I'm frontin' like Urkel