Luyện nghe bài hát Need to Know

Washing out in the bathroom
Should probably only my opinion when I'm asked to
I'm really good at telling the half truth but usually only when I to
The money doesn't work, the doesn't work
Something broken in my brain, got me praying in the
Got me in my bed like I'm laying in the hearse
And the is always greener when you play on astroturf
Wonder why my generation poppin' pills and poppin'
And got some and got some purp
And got some bars and got syurp
And got some Jordan's on my feet, I and matched them with my shirt
And I just Instagrammed them to show you that I got them first
Got a Louis bag, I got my girl a purse
I'm tryna find God a purchase, I'm not tryna go to church
Amen, Satan, told me not to
I only think about myself, I only about my worth
I only about my come-up, capitalism
at where we come from, we are what we run from
We are why we smoke some, so numb, so numb, so

I'mma you what you need to know
tell you what you need to hear
Cause the truth be too much
Yeah the truth would be, yeah the would be
I'mma you what you need to know
I'mma tell you what you to hear
Cause the would be too much
Yeah the would be, yeah the truth would be

I cry she smile with her eyes closed
I'm already afraid to clothes
I want all her best friends to be folks
I scratched out this so many times, I can't forget it
It's fucked up, I say it almost every time that I edit
I rapping make it easy to lie
But secrets make it easy to write
I met the devil in Manhattan, quickly ended
I don't need a thing, he warned of
But I know he come in all forms, that won't be his last
Time is fast and I'm running where the past is
Looking in the like, "Damn that ain't my dad, is it?"
He a choice but he ain't hold my hand in it
I spent a pretty penny on microphones, midis
In years and cds, I put the indy in City
giver, Black father, White liar
Right next to like Mike Myers
Stare at the cue cards, take out the parts
Take out the God references, just leave the parts
I remember opening for Ben, wasn't no at the show
And now the white girls me nigga at my show
I wish I could open twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day I became famous over night
I wish I could open twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day before I famous over night

I'mma tell you you need to know
I'mma tell you what you need to
Cause the truth would be too
Yeah the truth would be, yeah the truth be