Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

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

[Verse 1: Earl
In '09, we were still on the bus,
Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush
When it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck me
I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin'
I ain't we were on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks under
And my twin was all Sid's brothers
So my kin and my skin toughened
Thick coverin' my eyes, nah
They bright, nigga, I'm high now
And if this a different way to clear my out
I need to find out, I'm fine now
And I don't look as stupid when I now
And at the show look astound
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's then you can't sit with us, nah
Can't call it harsh livin' the margin
you and all these fuck niggas
Is about as as it gets
And you workin', 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 harder this?
Chargin' niggas like a Tom win, nigga
Slight on the brow on the brim, color brown
Runnin' on the route that was picked
the clouds branch out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin'

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

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me like [?] Carpathian
Just look at the state in
The most critically acclaimed, slang
That ain't corporate dick
Said it with my balls in
Other hand got a to hit
All this be the sportsmanship
Walked in and I needed all the chips
As well as the one on my
like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
Cops still niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb from the shit in the soda,
A lost
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman while that was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his rise
Tryna see the side of life
And a nigga just keep comin' back a Golf picture
like hard liquor, and see people are books
So you a mothafucka by the first page
And a by the back cover
[?] so the text
Real ones, I'm the last brother, they see me on stage
said my shit was so insane
It was Cobain hit his last number

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy off the ups and downs.
Got a little wit me, put it in a 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 ugly house, I told the bitch down
Stop runnin' mouth
You holdin' my money, 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 in the Jeep
weed, doin' circles in the street
How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my I've been afraid of powder
All my I've been afraid of power
did all that go?
The long decision always my phone
supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I need stronger than a quarter zone
That can me from the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the hole
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the
Look at all new faces
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a before [?]
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, a Hail Mary
I've never religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all there
not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my last breath
I'ma take my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I in
Right by the pussy with nothin' on my

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