Luyện nghe bài hát Little Man (i Love You)

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

2]
Craig,
What up How it goes?
Yeah, me? Well, you know, you know, same old, old
Sorry that the phone calls too routine
Just been runnin' around the tryin' to do my thing
Sometimes the weeks fly a little too
And sometimes I go to a little too trashed
Other times I'm not sittin' on enough
And other times feels too much like the past
Sometimes at night I watch y'all fight
A child
Why life just ain't alright?
What's the violence about? Why's it in my
And even the memories are up too loud
Yeah, I got some issues in my
Knew we should've started fixing 'em back when she you
I'm not trying to get you down, I know different now
But your man justs wants you to listen now
I'm over thirty, maintain relations
All these women wanna me and I just don't have the patience
I can't 'em
And not much help
When they start to push and pull the buttons I don't trust
What pride, fists, and words might do?
I'm afraid of my fate, don't turn out like you
I've never hit a
I do coke
And for that alone I love you and I wanna you old man

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