Luyện nghe bài hát Lax [Acapella]

Hey, elitists L.A.; Los Angeles, California
You who you are
You drive in fancy
Your exceeds my rent
Well listen to what I to say
yourselves every day
Let's get the on its way

Well of all,
Fuck fucking attitudes
How can you be so rude?
You fucking look at me like what girls are
And fuck your fucking L.A.
You're all a bunch of superstars
Yeah, your fucking act
You're a bunch of up fucking rats

You get you want
Mommy's jobless fucking
You're fucking lounging in daddy's fucking
And all fucking stupid names
and Tavis, that's fucking lame
Z-A-C does not Zack,
What the is with all that?

And you think so fucking impressive
You can get your name on the guestlist
your nose to the people in line
Give the doorman a fucking five

And go

Do my match my shirt?
Does my shirt clash my pants?
Do my pants my eyes?
Do my eyes look tonight?
Will place be cool enough?
Your looks so, so tough
This looks so for us
Tonight my money's gonna buy me

And fuck all of your
What's your heart fake fucking bleeding?
And all the girls you lay to mat
Are the same girls you fucking laugh at
And fuck your fake ass world
And all your handed out fucking
Some of us, we to work hard
Just to get our part
And maybe clan is not in Boston
But my friends are fucking
And keep on doing our best
Even though our lives are a

Even though my life is a mess,

And we go

Will this check support tour?
Will this lose my job?
Without my job the rent?
Should we all just call it
The dates sure cost a lot
28 bucks is all you got
And life is at a stop
And all your are all self-taught

And this is the difference between our
No wonder tonight you feel
And I'm sorry if my mind is
I'm trying to forget to why

built up from nothing
I'm to forget to wonder why