Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces

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

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

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

2: Da$h]
Drugs got me feelin' Vigo Carpathian
look at the state he's in
The critically acclaimed, slang contortionist
That ain't suckin' dick
Said it with my balls in
Other hand got a to hit
All this Ralph be the
Walked in and said I all the chips
As as the one on my shoulder
Feel like my got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
still lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin'
You ain't Superman while cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high
Tryna see the bright of life
And a nigga just keep comin' with a dark picture
like hard liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a by the first page
And a bitch by the cover
The [?]The crime is long-sleeved, so the tats
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on
They my shit was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his number

[Hook: Mac

3: Mac Miller]
Isn't he off the up's and down's
Got a little Whitney, put it in a for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the fuck I die now?
And I'm strung out on dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch slow
Stop your mouth
You my money, just shut up and count
My right nostril hasn't worked in a
Plus the got work, like he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm swervin' in the
Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the
How I'm playin' my wake a baby up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life I've afraid of powder
All my life I've afraid of power
did all that go?
The decision always called my phone
supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger than a quarter
can save me from the war unknown
Shoutout to (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the glory
Any time, any place, you could bet eat
Cause my hand on the and the fork in the road
Look at all new faces
I see, I see, I see
They're on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal before schedule
Used the put the weed in the of my blue Asics
Hate up to strangers
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Hail
I've never been religious but I feel the scripture's got it all there
It's not just and fairies, this could be my last breath
I'ma take my time, I'ma go out the same way I came in
Right by the pussy with on my mind

Mac Miller]
You are standing in the soul
You are speaking with the shallow
soul
I've been drowning with this soul
Shallow soul, shallow
You are drinking from a soul
Shallow soul, soul
(fades)