Luyện nghe bài hát Little Man (i Love You)

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

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

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