Luyện nghe bài hát I'm So...

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

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

But anyway, I wrote songs 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 other I have to complain about that day

Picked up the guitar, tried to
Couldn't get past the 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.
Ridin' her exercycle lite FM
But she tells me I gotta keep it
I give up, I'm so

I hate I be livin' on Clinton Street
The other day I saw a dead guy lyin' under a
And these 14 old pushers tryin' to sell me dope
And the fuckin' salsa music I can't even

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

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

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