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: Earl
In '09, we were still on the bus,
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't a brush
When it still wasn't hoes tryna with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company
I ain't know we were on the cusp of the
get a few bucks under custody
And my brothers was all Syd's brothers
So my kin gully and my skin
And lens coverin' my eyes now
They bright, nigga, I'm high now
And if this a different way to clear my out
I need to out, I'm doing fine now
And I don't as stupid when I talk now
And at the show look astounded
And up drowsy
In the cut so much that it's pus me
Catch him in the or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux lousy you can't sit with us, nah
Can't it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all these niggas
Is about as as it gets
And you workin', arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he just cause he ain't workin'
Like a long distance,
Who you know that's out that's than this?
Chargin' niggas like a Tomlison win,
Slight on the brow on the brim, color brown
Runnin' on the route that was picked
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
soul, shallow soul

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me like Vigo Carpathian
Just at the state he's in
The most acclaimed, slang contortionist
That ain't corporate dick
Said it with my balls in
Other hand got a to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
Walked in and I needed all the chips
As as the one on my shoulder
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, in odor
still lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin'
You ain't Superman while that was off
Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise
Tryna see the side of life
And a nigga just keep back with a dark picture
It's like hard liquor, and see people are
So you judge a mothafucka by the 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 my shit was so insane
It was Cobain hit his last number

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy off the up's and down's
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 the bitch slow down
Stop runnin' mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
My right nostril hasn't worked in a
Plus the plug got work, he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the
How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life been afraid of powder
All my I've been afraid of power
did all that go?
The long decision always my phone
Last I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger than a zone
That can save me the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Joh
The on the other side of the glory hole
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
my hand on the fork and the fork in the road
Look at all these new
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the plane but they're in suitcases
Been a criminal before digital
the put the weed in the sole of my blue Asics
Hate myself up to
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Mary
I've never been religious but I feel the scripture's got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, this be my last breath
I'ma take my time, cause go out the same way I came in
Right by the pussy with on my mind

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