Luyện nghe bài hát K. (The Bitter Bit)

I wrote awful song "k." a few years back
And it pretty spawned this entire project
is a variation of that song

1]

I'm feelin pretty (yeah)
Typically time, never tee off when beneath water
I bet a would make that fat skull feel soft (ooh)
Maybe that was a blunt to start things off
But I'm so over you, hi there
This maybe doesn't make me look
I care than you did our whole 2 and half years
So, not at all
I spoke far too first take
Wrote it after the break, 2 years ago, in 2 days
So, today, I let loose lyric erased to water it down
I hope you feel me fade the way I did your
The way Ye
The way THC my brain when (when?)
You broke my sense, like I'm so
I've changed since then,
We compare our accomplishments
Nah, but still, maybe you visit?
Nah, your presence alone sicken me
We could be best pen pals though, Nah?
Was that burnt? The words burn worse?
You We die?
A hearse reunite your ass, a hiked up skirt, my dick
You thirsty? I'm kidding,
So, if you've ever just what I been up to, well
wonder no more, I been at a desk out west
Scribblin' X's and jests amongst things
And I guess you to be
Both an ex and a jest cause far better than some
Joke I could or hope to have wrote
Girl a seat, we're just beginning

I'ma keep this part
Just let all that in, k?

2]

Goddamn, fuck, man, you tried so much harder
You could've not a bitch
And not started a fight over the bullshit of bullshit
Not been heartless and not insulted an art
It off
I should assume cause you were talkin' to that guy
I'm not fuckin
You know, the one who your type
Yet you ridin' day after, hmm
So, I've givin' some thought to us
Call me crazy, but had you given a
That little notebook our kids names
You may have still, stored
of been endless—wait
I guess if you were somebody else entirely yeah
Dayme and not—(shh)
Got a nice ring to it, sorta yours (well)
Or it was, the one you tossed the day
I let lay the crap then, attracted to your back end
Though I'm not now, I come back
Tempt me a Scooby
Cause I am the dumb dog who's meddlin' with sounds
And dumb nouns, is dumbed down enough?
I speak slow...er

If you me to, I'm speaking to (I'm speaking to you)
little mind, might I remind
You you'd hold me till you died (remember that?)
But you're
And I'm here convinced you're (are you listening?)
I even wrote melody
To how you may see this
I want you

Oh ooh oh oh
Ooh oh oh
Ooh oh oh

It was you
It was you, hoe
It was you
That's on you,

I'm (wow)
Got a bit too dramatic,
just that...
This... (sheesh)
She... she really... (she)

3]

She birthed this (yeah!)
This-this gonna hurt, (sad!)
Who-who kiddin' who? In a bed you-you-you so
True hoe, who? her name? (Bitch) (Uhh)
Oh, babe, I don't to lanes
And hey, I do not hear
is all one-way
You lit way for more than 13 so welcome to tape (woo!)
Ha, sorta, I do not the metaphors (for)
For regret I met in our (war)
War, it be a fire or (or)
likely some heat to fuel me
Feelin' less now, time passed, hoe, better up
You impressed, No? What?
So I put all on me out there and you don't fucking care—
hated your green eyes, that 4 eyes for an eye (eye)
But not "For Eyez"
With that talent I'd you tear you, tears
It is for you though (here)
Here, feel it, I'm being sincere when I you to love yourself
Or fuck it, cause I don't you back, heh
See, love, I'm no CeeLo but yo, you (fuck you)
And I hope luck's acute
I hope you duck too late when a cop shoots at a guy he broke into your room
I hope it's new dick too
And I hope you're the I grow, boo
I hope there's always in your driveway so you slip and die—(whoa, whoa, whoa)
I kid, it's all
But friends gonna know who this all 'bout
Mine will know
And all may guess, no name be known though (yeah)
back home, k
To, much older, charity date (woo)
At one time, you'd've my breath away (breath away)
I'd it reversed now
Deep down, I still miss that
I'd bargain with a fountain to get
years, I was ready to go, heartbeat
Oh dear, you stumbled onto my at night
So I turned off my

You could be at this point
It's been quite some time then
I'm sure you're not familiar with who become
(Not that care)
But awfully cold from burns, you oughta know
He hopes you choke, go
And blindly buy into the jokes he
At you, he's so exhausted on this fucking
He he needs to stop it
But unlike heartless cunts, it's for him to walk away once
I fall, that's all I got, not
Living here among my thoughts but
See you soon, in

I you're happy