Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Me?

[Verse 1: Machine Gun
Cleveland on my L's up when you see me
Came the underground now they on tv swear to god haaan
Ain't shit

You can miss me with rap shit
You can miss me with that "he isn't lyrical" barbershop chat shit
Miss me with that frat
Only university I graduated was Hard
I'm from Cleveland where they shit
Five bucks for the catfish, bucks for the bad bitch
Five bucks in a drought in this city could get you a of that cactus
With saran for the wrapping
mean?
Meaning we bundling all of this loud into Vegas
I swear its the way that we passed it
Patches on my vest about as old as my dad is
Blood stains on my chucks cus well we know that is
Jet lag from these long flights still sitting coach its practice
Feeling like students when the schools back I'm trying to see first class is
Cash is the of all evil
But that's why I do bad shit
Fact is, I do what I
Cuz the we live in is fascist
And no Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist, could've seen what I without IMAX's and 3D glasses
in family houses like Bob Saget
Both
I was on family couches "you don't want it?" ill wear it
Inheriting hand me downs as a grown man,
And these seem far-fetched
When reality is you're sharing a shirt, shower, and shitter while newborns in the carriage
Packaging groceries in for an hourly seven dollar average
This ain't living this is strife, mixed with Hennessey and some
But maybe one day remember me like they remember Mike
I'm gone
Uh,
Maybe they'll me when I'm gone

1: Machine Gun Kelly]
When my up on this earth
And they me in the dirt
Don't say that I ain't this life for everything that its worth ( everything that its worth)
And when I die remember me Kurt, BANG!

2: Dub-O]
And say Dub quit with that humble shit
You can only be cool for so
Don't misjudge I'm not the one you rumble with
it down, take a pic
Do whatever you do to remember me
I'm in memory for infinity
And the goes for your bitch
Remember me from
Or High on the east side where niggas die over anything
Yeah, Dub-O,
Oh, you ain't
I got go, I rock shows, I be calling plays Flaco,
But I'm so Cleveland its a shame
And EST is my damn gang been reppin that since way back and double X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne its Cliquot for the champions now the hell is my damn ring?
Biatch, for nothing let you believe what you see
I'm in the back but no
7 out the week I be working I'm full of hunger
That jealousy is the of defeat
who told you
I'm
Remember me when I'm

[Hook 2:
When the time is up on my
And they me in that box
Don't say I ain't this game everything that I got (everything that I got)
And when I die remember me Pac, BANG!