Luyện nghe bài hát Insomniak

[Intro:
Think for yourself and you'll find out a lot of those so-called authorities are bullshit

1: Mac Miller]
I'm the mothafuckin' greatest, y'all don't know yet
I don't need money, you can hold that check
At the crib in some Polo
I don't need a ho, that's the hoes don't get
I'm on my behavior
Bad side piece with the perfect
never loved us
Comin' for your money, mothafucka, trust us
You shit
Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move brick
I want nothin' with your doo-doo clique
Treat her like a dog, how I do that
doin' promo
And it's still mothafuckin' Most
Made a couple off a brand, mothafucka
We ain't got a logo
Bitch, you better have my
(I stay myself)
I don't see but me
(Man I'm myself)
And this too real
See a mothafucka like me money
How does it
Already been, but I'm back for
Insomniac, I know what I got a mattress for
Insomniac, I don't know what I got a for
sleep!

[Hook: Mac
I'm an insomniac, a insomniac
(Don't try to sneak me)
I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin'
(So don't try, don't try to around me)
I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin'
I'm an insomniac, a insomniac
(Oh, Q)

[Verse 2: Mac
Yeah, yeah, said, said I'm a maniac, craziac, same
I might need to the fact
Chain reactions happen when I make a
A psycho, God made me
Cause I fade to black and gets down a plane attack
You just made me lap
Ha ha, God damnit, drill, do not panic
Let me see how you scream (AHHH!)
I'm off the map, start lookin'
But never gonna see where I be
She only speak
Said "Bitch look, try and speak around me"
I sleep at all
If you with that bullshit, I don't wanna be involved,
I could make a million my lyrics on a tee
Fearless, Jet Li, quarter, Gretzky
Take bitch, Joe Pesci, don't test me
flex if you don't got shit on me
And you ain't got shit on me, get it
(Come get it, come, get it, come)
full of fresh whites
Snow bag of unleaded
I don't get credit
sleep!

[Interlude: Ross]
(M-M-M-M-M-M)
done fucked up, han?
The bezzle, han?
The don, Farrakhan
(M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)

3: Rick Ross]
My weed burnin', my glitter
He's self made, Mac Miller my nigga
Fuck who don't like, come see me
who don't like, hitta, hitta, hitta
Gettin' so complicated
I'm the shit, I'm
Yo momma, straight G
Let me use the crib to all the weed
California,
girl in the black Phantom
My top down,
Ride a big black fat nigga
Krispy Kreme, then it's wings
Introduce you to different
Jet skis and the weed
Think it's fake? test me
I'm jetlagged, don't need a
Pants sag, Jimmy
Blowin' in the green room
Def Jam like Baous really
they hate but won't box a nigga
Bought the estate a boxin' nigga
Paranoid, I'm walkin'
I'm butt with my chopper, nigga

I'm naked with my chopper, nigga

Mac Miller]