Luyện nghe bài hát Me, Myself & I

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

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

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

Now you tease my one style
Where my one spectacles
You say one and two are hippies
No, were not, thats pure bull

Always pushing that weve an image
no need to lie
When it to being plug one
Its me myself and I

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

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

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

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

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

Glory, glory
Glory for one and two
But glorys been denied
By kizids and eyes

People they dis my person
By stating Im darkly
I know this so I point at
And he states, is black

mirror on the wall
Shovel in my path
Please on up with the nuts
So I dont get in

But if I do Ill punch them
In the day of July
Cause they to mess with Third Degree
Thats me and I

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