Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

[Intro: Sweatshirt]
Yeah you 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 still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, I didn't have a brush
When it still hoes tryna fuck with me
I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin'
I ain't know we on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks under
And my brothers was all Sid's brothers
So my kin and my skin toughened
Thick coverin' my eyes, nah
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a different way to clear my out
I need to find out, I'm fine now
And I look as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the show astound
And up drowsy
In the cut so much that pus 'round me
Catch him in the daytime or hours
out the pound, [?]
If your lousy then you can't sit with us, nah
call it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all fuck niggas
Is about as as it gets
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he talkin' cause he ain't workin'
a long distance, bitch
Who you know that's out that's harder this?
Chargin' niggas like a Tom Lister win,
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, brown
Runnin' wild on the route that was
the clouds branch out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin'

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

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' like [?]
Just at the state he's in
The most critically acclaimed, slang
That ain't suckin' dick
it with my balls in grip
Other got a cork to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
Walked in and I needed all the chips
As as the one on my shoulder
Feel my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
Cops still lockin' niggas up for
Brain still numb 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 Superman while cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high
Tryna see the bright side of
And a nigga just keep back with a Golf picture
It's like hard liquor, and see 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, when they see me on
They said my was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his last

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
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 fuck I wanna die
And I'm strung out on this dusty
In a big white ugly house, I the bitch slow down
Stop runnin' your
You my money, just shut up and count
My right nostril worked in a week
Plus the plug got work, like he servin' for a
Me, I'm in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, doin' 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 life I've been of power
Where did all go?
The long decision always my phone
Last I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger than a quarter
That can save me from the war
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Joh
The devil on the other of the glory hole
Any time, any place, you could bet eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the
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
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 gypsies and fairies, this could be my last breath
I'ma my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I came in
by the pussy with nothin' on my mind

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