Luyện nghe bài hát I Thought About Killing You

I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know,
I, I know it, I it

The beautiful thoughts are always besides the darkest
Today I seriously about killing you
I contemplated, premeditated
And I about killing myself
And I myself way more than I love you, so
I thought about killing you
Premeditated
You'd care enough to kill somebody you love
The most beautiful thoughts are always the darkest
(Mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhmm)

Just say it out loud to see how it
say "don't say this, don't say that"
Just say it out loud, to see how it feels
all the options, nothing's off the table
Today I thought about you
Premeditated
I think about myself
And I, I love way more than I love you
The most thoughts are always besides the darkest
(Mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhmm)

I this is the part where I'm supposed to say something good
To it so it doesn't come off bad
But sometimes I think really bad
Really,
bad things

And I love way more than I love you
See, if I was trying to relate it to more
I'd probably say I'm struggling with myself
Because that seems a common theme
But that's not the here
I love way more than I love you
And I think about myself
So, believe, I thought about killing you today
Premeditated

I called up my loved ones, I up my cousins
I called up the Muslims, said I'm 'bout to go
Get so bright it's no sun, get so loud I none
Screamed so loud got no lungs, so bad I go numb
Time to bring in the drums, prrt-pum-pum-pum
Set the on 'em, set the nuke off on 'em
I need coconut rum, I taste on her tongue
I don't with no one, they'll say he die so young
I done had a bad of too many bad days
Got too bad traits
the floor for ashtrays
I do shit halfway, I'ma clear the cache
I'ma make my name last, put that on my name
a different type of rules that we obey
Ye, Ye, Ye season, nigga, we
We was all born to die, DOA
Niggas say hero, mhm
I see no cape
Mhm, I don't see no, mhm,
I see no, mhm, mhm
If I wasn't so hard, wouldn't be no shade
ass nigga, it's 'gon be otay

Young nigga shit, nigga, we age
I thought I was past my Deebo
Even when I broke
I break
How you hate? Nigga, we go way back
To when I had the braids and you had the cap
Drop a pimp of the fade and I'm on my way
get socked in the mouth
You know homie don't that
Pay the fire marshal
'Cause shit done got way packed
wanna see me go ape (ape, ape)
All you gotta do is on Ye
All you do is speak on Ye
Don't get your tooth like Frito-Lay