Luyện nghe bài hát Little Man (i Love You)

1]
Dear
I won't take up too much of time
I you're trying to get your video-game grind on
And that's
Just gimme a to empty my face
Before I hit the road again to go and win this paper
I've been watching you
I'm of you man
You're growing up to be the man that you possibly can
I know you
Why I go out of
I know my days are colder when you're not around
Sometimes I what it's like to be adapted to the fact
That daddy never lived inside the same
And I get this pain in my stomach's pit
It's I get
I'm convinced it's my
For those I got drunk and let go; at some bar
In some city with people I don't know
For all the that the lines on your face
Reminded me of the days before the escaped
It trips me out how you up all my traits
From the way you spit to the fists that you make
I watch the way you try to your mom happy
Daddy learned that you
supposed to learn that from daddy
I teach much when it comes to women
I drive safe and slow but don't know nothing 'bout the
You're doing good man that's all I really meant
I you
You're my friend, thanks for listening

2]
Craig,
What up How it goes?
Yeah, me? Well, you know, you know, same old, old
Sorry the phone calls ain't too routine
Just runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing
Sometimes the fly a little too fast
And I go to sleep a little too trashed
Other times I'm not sittin' on cash
And other times feels too much like the past
Sometimes at night I watch y'all fight
A wonderin'
Why your just ain't alright?
What's the about? Why's it in my house?
And even the are turned up too loud
Yeah, I got some issues in my
Knew we should've started fixing 'em when she left you
I'm not trying to get you down, I know you're now
But your little man wants you to listen now
I'm thirty, can't maintain relations
All these women wanna hurt me and I just don't the patience
I trust 'em
And they're not much
When they to push and pull the buttons I don't trust myself
What pride, fists, and words just do?
I'm afraid of my fate, don't wanna out like you
I've never hit a
I won't do
And for that I love you and I wanna thank you old man

3]
Dear
goin' on?
Not to say
Just checkin' in wit'cha to see what's wrong today
I know gotta be something kickin' your bruises
How's the love? the music? How's the self-abusiveness?
Got a lot to lose, it's breakin' shoulders
So you let your paranoia your bets for you
Too many cigarettes, up your voice
Too arguments, tryin' to test your poise
The only women love you are fans and family
Mom has no choice, but fans leave you
No rotation
In any
not ready to face that you have no steady vocation
Plus you're old, your raps are exhausted
Stop it, everybody knows you've lost it
Singin' for kids you don't know
When you should be at home with your own; instead you're on telephone
Fightin' your girl like it's you against the world
Another drunk hotel corner, curled up like a naked fetus
Come and him Jesus
him back in time before the Reaganomics and Adidas
Sometimes you're not impressed with the work done
And love isn't love if you didn't hurt
son says, "Hi dad."
dad says, "Whats up?"
And me, I wanna thank you, but I won't, I'll say, "Good luck."