Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

[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,

1: Earl Sweatshirt]
In '09, we still 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 it's company comin'
I ain't know we were on the cusp of the
Tryna get a few bucks custody
And my twin brothers was all Sid's
So my kin gully and my skin
Thick lens my eyes, nah
They bright, nigga, I'm high now
And if this a way to clear my mind out
I need to find out, I'm doin' now
And I look as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the look astound
And up drowsy
In the cut so much that pus 'round me
him in the daytime or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux's then you can't sit with us, nah
call it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all these niggas
Is as large as it gets
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' he ain't workin'
Like a distance, bitch
Who you know out that's harder than this?
Chargin' niggas a Tom Lister win, nigga
Slight frown on the on the brim, color brown
Runnin' wild on the route that was
When the clouds out
I'm out my face in the shallow, drownin' again

Mac Miller]
I've drownin' with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, soul
You are drinkin' from a shallow
Shallow soul, shallow

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me like [?] Carpathian
Just at the state he's in
The most critically acclaimed, contortionist
That suckin' corporate dick
Said it with my balls in
Other got a cork to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
Walked in and said I needed all the
As as the one on my shoulder
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, in odor
Cops still niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb from the in the soda, soft
A lost
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants bein' for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by cost
You ain't Superman while cape was off
Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise
Tryna see the side of life
And a nigga just keep comin' back with a Golf
It's like hard liquor, and see people are
So you judge a by the first page
And a by the back cover
[?] so the covered
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when see me on stage
They said my shit was so
It was like hit his last number

[Hook: Mac

3: Mac Miller]
Isn't he off the ups and downs.
Got a wit me, put it in a blunt for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the I wanna die now?
And I'm out on this dusty couch
In a big white house, I told the bitch slow down
Stop runnin' 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 shit'll wake a up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my life been afraid of powder
All my I've been afraid of power
did all that go?
The long decision called my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' with the
I need somethin' than a quarter zone
That can save me the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in Alori Joh
The on the other side 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 on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a before [?]
Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue
myself up to strangers
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, a Hail Mary
I've never been religious but I like the scripture's got it all there
It's not gypsies and fairies, this could be my last breath
I'ma take my time, cause I'ma go out the way I came in
by the pussy with nothin' on my mind

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