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 fine
Just a second to empty my face
I hit the road again 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 that you can
I you understand
Why I go out of
I know my days are colder when you're not around
Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be adapted to the
daddy never lived inside the same shack
And sometimes I get pain in my stomach's pit
what I get
I'm convinced my punishment
For those nights I got drunk and let go; at bar
In some city with some I don't know
For all the that the lines on your face
me of the days 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 mom happy
Daddy learned that you
You're to learn that from daddy
I can't teach when it comes to women
I drive safe and slow but know nothing 'bout the engine
You're doing good little man all I really meant
I you
You're my best friend, 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 runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing
the weeks fly a little too fast
And sometimes I go to sleep a too trashed
Other I'm not sittin' on enough cash
And other times today feels too like the past
Sometimes at night I would watch fight
A child
Why your life just ain't
the violence about? Why's it in my house?
And even the are turned up too loud
Yeah, I got issues in my head
Knew we should've fixing '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 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 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 checkin' in wit'cha trying to see wrong today
I know there's gotta be kickin' your bruises
How's the love? How's the music? How's the
Got a lot to lose, breakin' your shoulders
So you let your paranoia place your for you
Too many cigarettes, messin' up your
Too many arguments, tryin' to test poise
The only women that you are fans and family
Mom has no choice, but fans leave you
No rotation
In any
You're not to face that you have no steady vocation
you're gettin' old, your raps are exhausted
Stop it, everybody knows that you've it
for these kids you don't know
When you should be at home with your own; you're on your telephone
Fightin' with girl like it's you against the world
Another hotel bedroom corner, curled up like 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 love if you didn't hurt someone
son says, "Hi dad."
dad says, "Whats up?"
And me, I wanna thank you, but I won't, just say, "Good luck."