Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

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

[Verse 1: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't a brush
it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like company comin'
I ain't we were on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks under
And my twin brothers was all brothers
So my kin gully and my toughened
Thick coverin' my eyes, nah
They bright, nigga, I'm just now
And if this a different way to my mind out
I need to out, I'm doin' fine now
And I look as stupid when I talk now
And at the show look astound
And posted up
In the cut so much that pus 'round me
him in the daytime or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux's lousy then you can't sit us, nah
call it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all these fuck
Is about as as it gets
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' cause he ain't
Like a distance, bitch
Who you know that's out that's harder than
Chargin' niggas like a Tom Lister win,
Slight frown on the on the brim, color brown
Runnin' wild on the route that was
the clouds branch out
I'm out with my in the shallow, drownin' again

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

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' [?] Carpathian
look at the state he's in
The most critically acclaimed, slang
ain't suckin' corporate dick
Said it my balls in grip
Other hand got a to hit
All this be the sportsmanship
Walked in and said I all the chips
As well as the one on my
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in
still lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb from the shit in the soda,
A generation
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants bein' for the cases fought
And drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his rise
Tryna see the bright side of
And a nigga just comin' back with a Golf picture
like hard liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a 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
They said my was so insane
It was like hit his last number

Mac Miller]

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 fuck I wanna die
And I'm out on this dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch slow
Stop runnin' mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
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' in the street
How I'm my shit'll wake a baby up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my life I've afraid of powder
All my I've been afraid of power
Where did all go?
The long decision called my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' with the
I somethin' stronger than a quarter zone
can save me from the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Joh
The devil on the 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
Look at all new faces
I see, I see, I see
comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal [?]
Used the put the weed in the sole of my Asics
Hate up to strangers
But the raps are way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Mary
I've never religious but I feel 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 standing in the shallow
You are with the shallow soul
Shallow
been drowning with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
You are drinking from a shallow
soul, shallow soul
(fades)