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, crazy bein' so rich, damn

1: Earl Sweatshirt]
In '09, we were on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't a brush
When it still wasn't hoes fuck with me
I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin'
I ain't know we were on the cusp of the
Tryna get a few bucks under
And my brothers was all Sid's brothers
So my kin gully and my skin
Thick lens my eyes, nah
They bright, nigga, I'm high now
And if a different way to clear my mind out
I need to find out, I'm doin' now
And I don't as stupid when I talk now
And at the show 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 tux's lousy then you can't sit with us, nah
call it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all these niggas
Is about as large as it
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he just cause he ain't workin'
a long distance, bitch
Who you know out that's harder than this?
Chargin' like a Tom Lister win, nigga
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, brown
Runnin' wild on the route was picked
the clouds branch out
I'm out my face in the shallow, drownin' again

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

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' [?] Carpathian
Just look at the state in
The most critically acclaimed, slang
That suckin' corporate dick
Said it with my in grip
Other got a cork to hit
All this Ralph be the
Walked in and said I needed all the
As as the one on my shoulder
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in
Cops still lockin' niggas up for
Brain still numb the shit in the soda, soft
A generation
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get by debatin' cost
You Superman while that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his rise
Tryna see the bright side of
And a just keep comin' back with a Golf picture
It's like hard liquor, and see are books
So you judge a by the first page
And a bitch by the cover
[?] so the text
Real ones, I'm the brother, when they see me on stage
They said my was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his last

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy 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 die now?
And I'm out on this dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I the bitch slow down
Stop your mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
My right nostril hasn't in a week
Plus the plug got work, like he for a sheep
Me, I'm in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, doin' in the street
How I'm playin' my shit'll a baby up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my life I've afraid of powder
All my life I've been of power
Where did all go?
The long decision called my phone
supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I somethin' stronger than a quarter zone
That can save me from the war
to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace 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
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 in the sole of my blue Asics
myself up to strangers
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Mary
I've been religious but I feel like 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 with nothin' on my mind

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