Luyện nghe bài hát Me, Myself & I

Mirror, mirror on the
me, mirror, what is wrong?
Can it be my De La
Or is it just my de la

What I do aint
say I sit and try
But whan it to being De La
Its just me and I

Its me myself and I
Its just me and I
Its me myself and I

Now you my plug one style
Where my plug one
You say plug one and two are
No, were not, pure plug bull

Always pushing weve formed an image
Theres no to lie
When it comes to plug one
Its me myself and I

Its just me and I
Its me myself and I
Its just me and I

Proud, Im of what I am
Poems I speak are plug two
Please oh let plug two be
Himself, not you read or write

Right is wrong when is written
On the soul, De La is
Style is our own thing
Not the disguise of showbiz

De La is from the soul
And this I cant deny
from the DAN called Stuckie
And from me and I

Its me myself and I
Its just me and I
Its just me and I

Glory, Hallelu
for plugs one and two
But that been denied
By kizids and eyes

think they dis my person
By stating Im darkly
I know so I point at Q-tip
And he states, is black

mirror on the wall
Shovel chestnuts in my
keep on up with the nuts
So I dont get in

But if I do Ill calmly punch
In the fourth day of
Cause they tried to mess Third Degree
Thats me and I

Its just me and I
Its me myself and I
Its me myself and I
Its me myself and I