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 what they waiting for
Ate them all, been facing L's but never take a loss
I been running shit since you was prolly tired of jogs
Yeah, bitch I'm still high from the day before
I could barely save my money, I never save a whore
Taking cookies out the jar while you at the store
Run up in the basement take the basic cable, tag the
French inhale, ignore the while you at the door
I'm with a freak insecure, tryna practice more
Oh, Lou, wow, real great, that's
A fucking ghost, you couldn't me with a master ball
I'm at door, already robbed the money that I'm asking for
Help you look for it while you asking why I'm laughing
Bitch I went crazy and never went back to
Hitting swishers, twitching I'm going through a crack withdrawal
If life's a game, I'm guessing that it's basketball
I killed the ref, you can't complain when I'm hacking
I hope they hate me at the Grammys like I'm
I still be in jeans, smelling loud with a pack of raws
In my pocket, they acting hard better stop it
If popping off, I'm kicking in your door instead of knocking
Knock bitch, the kids tied up in the hotbox shit
The crime scene so crazy the cops got sick, I got the hot grip
Interrupt date on some cockblock shit
I feel like a thug I watched a [?] flick popping a Glock in mosh pits
And they ask me why I'm
I them if I knew then shit I wouldn't be explaining, think I'm brainless
I'm the and insanest, sneaking out the basement
Having with the masons, bitch I'm fiending and impatient
And I'm leaning on the pavement, pay me you owe me
Taking shots of lean, I chase it with some OE
On occasions I E, I done tripped so hard
When they tell me to tie my I get flashbacks dog
I used to to be a conscious up on the rap track dog
'Til being a backpack rapper got you a hash bag dog
Now I smack back hard, way harder than smack
Can't drink if I did then I probably smack 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 prolly got a care in the world, I did once
'til I forgot what I was thinking from hitting my blunt
The kid was a sick pup since Kane speak none
And I ain't afraid of death 'cause I'm dying 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 leave
This the type of shit that cause riots and leave streets
They struggle to keep up, I to keep sober
smoking cheap doja, professional weed roller
You tryna spread knowledge, you tweet Yoda
I'm a hot headache, I'm hot-headed, but speak colder than an
Peep me how I finesse the flow
Got papers on the wall, crossing out next to go
Shit, I lost my mind a while ago but I left it
If anybody finds it they can it, don't regret it hoe
Better go find the fucking cops if you me
Shit, I'm slipping LSD inside your
Flow is so ungodly but God loves ugly so I more
I hope they hate me at the Grammys like I'm
I mean, bitch what the fuck you think I'm rapping for
An over-optimistic pessimist forgetting how to make of shit
A friendless screaming fuck you to censorship
all Sway, they ain't got the answers, tryna test the kid
Restless since been sleeping on me, I ain't took a nap
Running circles 'round fucking losers, I ain't did a lap yet
I been in the kitchen cooking up crack shit
So mean make a do a backflip, I just
Eat, smoke, and do bad shit, I'm back up in the lab with a
Vented to a doctor I killed him with a sentence
Too high to see my phone, I don't never a mention
Huey a menace, bitch I'm bougie and pretentious
A little in my head said, "Huey you the best" and
Anyone who says different really deserve a breath then
I almost had the answer to life, but then I forgot the
Just know anytime I write this shit that it's armageddon, bitch