Luyện nghe bài hát Josephine

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Josephine is not kind
She in magic and rhymes
You tried to make her fine
But she with acid

Do her parents it's for real
When she them to be high?
I don't know but sure will be aware of it

She smokes clouds single night
be glad that she's alive
In her head she butterflies with pistols

Josephine is not your
She in ravers with dimes
You hard to see her eyes
But made for others

She runs to the club with some
And spends all on pleasure
In her head there's some old
Taking of her

the very best of a man
And pays him a laugh
you see she is not a mystery?