Luyện nghe bài hát I'm So...

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

So I to make myself feel better
up Kim and then I met her
'Cuz she makes me feel just a little bit stronger
And I needed advice, wonder if I was for
with my baby, it was almost two years
Which is a lot you in dog years

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

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

Who wakes me up every mornin' a.m.
Ridin' her blastin' lite FM
But she me I gotta keep it down
I give up, I'm so

I hate where I be on Clinton Street
The other day I saw a dead guy under a sheet
And these 14 year old tryin' to sell me dope
And the salsa music I can't even cope

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

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

I'm working two jobs and I'm always fuckin' broke
Eatin' tofu everyday and uh, maybe a
Feelin' down, feelin' bad, feelin' like a turtle
Come on, get me off the mike I'm frontin' like Urkel