Luyện nghe bài hát Macklemore

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, humaniac, yeah, look, uh

Taking faces off, leaving dead bodies up in the dog
Face it dog, this is exactly they been waiting for
Ate them all, been facing L's but never take a loss
I been shit since you was prolly tired of taking jogs
Yeah, I'm prolly still high from the day before
I could save my money, I would never save a whore
Taking cookies out the jar while you at the store
Run up in the basement take the cable, tag the floor
inhale, ignore the bell while you at the door
I'm with a freak insecure, tryna practice more
Oh, Lou, wow, real great, mature
A ghost, you couldn't catch me with a master ball
I'm at your door, already the money that I'm asking for
Help you for it while you asking why I'm laughing hard
I went crazy and never went back to norm
Hitting swishers, like I'm going through a crack withdrawal
If life's a game, then I'm guessing it's basketball
I killed the ref, you complain when I'm hacking y'all
I hope they hate me at the like I'm Macklemore
I still be in jeans, smelling loud with a pack of raws
In my pocket, they acting hard they better it
If they popping off, I'm kicking in your instead of knocking
Knock knock bitch, the kids tied up in the shit
The scene so crazy the cops got sick, I got the hot Glock grip
your date on some cockblock shit
I like a thug 'cause I watched a [?] flick popping a Glock in mosh pits
And ask me why I'm crazy
I told them if I knew then I wouldn't be explaining, think I'm brainless
I'm the and insanest, sneaking out the basement
Having meetings the masons, bitch I'm fiending and impatient
And I'm on the pavement, pay me what you owe me
Taking shots of lean, then I it with some OE
On occasions I condone E, I done tripped so
When they me to tie my shoes I get flashbacks dog
I used to want to be a conscious up on the rap dog
'Til being a backpack rapper only got you a bag dog
Now I smack back hard, way than smack rappers
Can't drink 'cause if I did then I probably rappers
I'm ass backwards as fuck, but I don't care
At the release for broke, but I'll probably rob a pair
I don't got a care in the world, I did once
'til I forgot what I was from hitting my fifth blunt
The kid was a sick pup since Kane didn't none
And bitch I ain't afraid of death 'cause I'm to meet Pun
Hoes down, G's up, tell me to ease up
Chicks curve they boyfriend and tell me to please
All up in your kitchen, stack dishes and cups
This the type of shit that cause riots and leave streets
They to keep up, I struggle to keep sober
smoking cheap doja, professional weed roller
You online tryna knowledge, you tweet Yoda
I'm a hot headache, I'm hot-headed, but colder than an Eskimo
Peep me how I easily finesse the
Got papers on the wall, crossing out next to go
Shit, I lost my a while ago but I left it though
If anybody finds it they can keep it, regret it hoe
Better go the fucking cops if you cross me
Shit, I'm LSD inside your coffee
Flow is so but God loves ugly so I smile more
I hope they hate me at the Grammys I'm Macklemore
I mean, what the fuck you think that I'm rapping for
An over-optimistic pessimist forgetting how to sense of shit
A friendless dick fuck you to censorship
Y'all all Sway, ain't got the answers, tryna test the kid
Restless they been sleeping on me, I ain't took a nap
Running circles 'round these fucking losers, I did a lap yet
I been in the kitchen up this crack shit
So make a fiend do a backflip, I just
Eat, smoke, and do bad shit, I'm back up in the lab with a
Vented to a doctor then I him with a sentence
Too high to see my phone, I don't read a mention
Huey been a menace, bitch I'm and pretentious
A little voice in my said, "Huey you the best" and
Anyone who says different doesn't deserve a breath then
I almost had the answer to life, but then I the question
know anytime that I write this shit that it's armageddon, bitch