Luyện nghe bài hát Little Man (i Love You)

1]
Dear
I won't take up too of your time
I know you're trying to get your grind on
And fine
Just gimme a second to empty my
Before I hit the road to go and win this paper chase
I've been watching you
I'm of you man
You're growing up to be the best man you possibly can
I know you
Why I go out of
I also know my days are colder you're not around
Sometimes I wonder what it's to be adapted to the fact
That never lived inside the same shack
And sometimes I get pain in my stomach's pit
It's I get
I'm it's my punishment
For those I got drunk and let go; at some bar
In some city some people I don't know
For all the times that the on your face
Reminded me of the days the dragonflies escaped
It trips me out how you pick up all my
From the way that you spit to the fists you make
I watch the way you try to your mom happy
Daddy learned that you
You're to learn that from daddy
I can't much when it comes to women
I safe and slow but don't know nothing 'bout the engine
You're doing little 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 that the calls ain't too routine
Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my
Sometimes the weeks fly a little too
And sometimes I go to sleep a little too
Other times I'm not sittin' on enough
And other times feels too much like the past
Sometimes at night I would y'all fight
A wonderin'
Why life just ain't alright?
the violence about? Why's it in my house?
And even the memories are turned up too
Yeah, I got issues in my head
Knew we should've started fixing 'em back when she you
I'm not to get you down, I know you're different now
But your little man wants you to listen now
I'm over thirty, maintain relations
All these women wanna hurt me and I just don't have the
I trust 'em
And not much help
they start to push and pull the buttons I don't trust myself
What pride, fists, and words might do?
I'm of my fate, don't wanna turn out like you
never hit a woman
I do coke
And for that alone I you and I wanna thank you old man

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