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 it, I know it

The most beautiful thoughts are always besides the
I seriously thought about killing you
I contemplated, premeditated
And I think about myself
And I love way more than I love you, so
I thought about killing you
Premeditated
only care enough to kill somebody you love
The most beautiful thoughts are inside 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
Weigh all the options, off the table
Today I thought about you
Premeditated
I think about killing
And I, I love myself way more I love you
The most beautiful thoughts are always besides the
(Mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhmm)

I think this is the where I'm supposed to say something good
To compensate it so it come off bad
But sometimes I think bad things
Really,
Really bad

And I love myself way more I love you
See, if I was to relate it to more people
I'd probably say I'm struggling with loving
Because that seems like a theme
But not the case here
I myself way more than I love you
And I think about myself
So, best believe, I thought about you today
murder

I up my loved ones, I called up my cousins
I called up the Muslims, said I'm to go dumb
Get so bright no sun, get so loud I hear none
Screamed so loud got no lungs, hurt so bad I go
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 joke with no one, they'll say he die so
I had a bad case of too many bad days
Got too bad traits
the floor for ashtrays
I don't do shit halfway, I'ma the cache
I'ma make my name last, put that on my name
It's a different type of rules that we
Ye, Ye, Ye season, nigga, we
We was all to die, nigga DOA
say they hero, mhm
I see no cape
Mhm, I see no, mhm, yeah
I see no, mhm, mhm
If I wasn't so hard, wouldn't be no shade
Buckwheat ass nigga, it's 'gon be

Young shit, nigga, we don't age
I thought I was past my ways
when I went broke
I ain't
How you gon' 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 chipped Frito-Lay