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 thought about killing you
I contemplated, murder
And I think about killing
And I love way more than I love you, so
Today I thought killing you
murder
You'd care enough to kill somebody you love
The most thoughts are always inside the darkest
(Mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhmm)

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

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

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 myself
that seems like a common theme
But not the case here
I love myself way more than I you
And I about killing myself
So, best believe, I thought about you today
murder

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

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