Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces

[Intro: Sweatshirt]
Yeah you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song like a damn rapper. Aww man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich,

[Verse 1: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, I didn't have a brush
When it wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company
I know we were on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few under custody
And my twin brothers was all Syd's
So my kin gully and my skin
And thick coverin' my eyes now
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if a different way to clear my mind out
I need to find out, I'm doing now
And I don't as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the show look
And posted up
In the cut so much it's pus 'round me
Catch him in the or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux lousy then you sit with us, nah
Can't call it harsh when the margin
Between you and all these fuck
Is about as large as it
And you workin', arm and a leg
Say he but he just talkin' cause he ain't workin'
a long distance, bitch
Who you know that's out harder than this?
niggas like a Tomlison win, nigga
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, brown
Runnin' wild on the route that was
When the branch out
I'm out my face in the shallow, drownin' again

[Hook: Mac
been drownin' with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
You are drinkin' from a shallow
Shallow soul, soul

2: Da$h]
Drugs got me feelin' like Vigo
Just at the state he's in
The most critically acclaimed, contortionist
That ain't corporate dick
Said it my balls in grip
Other got a cork to hit
All this be the sportsmanship
Walked in and I needed all the chips
As as the one on my shoulder
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, laced, covered in odor
Cops still lockin' niggas up for
still numb from the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
Facin' a [?], off
bein' filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get by debatin' cost
You ain't while that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, in his high rise
Tryna see the bright of life
And a nigga just comin' back with a dark picture
It's like liquor, and see people are books
So you a mothafucka by the first page
And a bitch by the back
The [?]The is long-sleeved, so the tats covered
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when see me on stage
They said my shit was so
It was like Cobain hit his number

[Hook: Mac

3: Mac Miller]
Isn't he dizzy off the up's and
Got a Whitney, put it in a blunt for now
She was to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now?
And I'm strung out on dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the slow down
runnin' your mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
My right nostril worked in a week
Plus the plug got work, like he for a sheep
Me, I'm swervin' in the
weed, doin' circles in the street
How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life I've been afraid of
All my life I've afraid of power
Where did all go?
The long always called my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger than a quarter
That can save me the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and in peace Alori Joh
The devil on the other of the glory hole
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the in the road
at all these new faces
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the plane but leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal before digital
Used the put the weed in the of my blue Asics
Hate myself up to
But the raps are way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, a Hail Mary
I've been religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, could be my last breath
I'ma take my time, I'ma go out the same way I came in
by the pussy with nothin' on my mind

[Outro: Mac
You are in the shallow soul
You are speaking the shallow soul
Shallow
I've been drowning with shallow soul
Shallow soul, soul
You are drinking a shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
(fades)