Luyện nghe bài hát No Service

1]
Before my grandpa died, he me
Only to remind me every day above the is a blessing
I didn't pick up I was underground in the basement, in a session
No service, yeah, no
I act like I miss home even though I writing raps really only to escape it
part of travel that I look forward to is the plane ride
Give me space and no service, no
I won't go to service for mom, go to service for dad
Grandma think I religion, sister think that is a trap
When I saw the rabbi, he me if I'm faithful
I "Yeah, I'm faithful"
Thank God, thank God, thank God he didn't ask what I'm to
My pray like she faithful
She pray, that I'm faithful
But no matter what I say, but no matter what I really do
Everything that I say true, everything that I say is a fight
She think that I only wanna fight, but I do not wanna fight her
I just wanna see how much fight, how much she got in her
How much trust she got in her? How tours I go on?
How many times will I slip? How many chances I
How much love she got in her? How trust she got in her?
How much left she got in How many times I bought dinner?
How much can I spare?
This cost like one fifty
And I'ma flip a chair if I get no service

Waitress: Are you all set to order?
Token: Yeah, uh, you go first?
Girl: Yeah, sure, can I get the, uh, I don't know how to pronounce it, but it's right here on the menu, and can I get that without any dressing?

2]
By myself in rooms
Is the only time I can really get to sleep lately
"Do not disturb" sign on that door for the cleaning lady
I want no service, yeah, no
I write about the shit I think about single day
Fans say it takes so much
My boy just got back the military
I said "Thank you for your service"
No
No one thinks I guidance
No one thinks I nourishment
Two thousand comments on my last
No one thinks I encouragement
No one I need a visit
No one thinks I a favor
No one at my doorstep except packages by a stranger
Mailman at my house more than that I know today
But I shared a word with him
Shit, I even know his name
I how much he infer about me
From the fan mail and those words me
Expensive clothes, new phones, humidifiers,
European adapters
And in buckets, CDs and both that refer about me
He probably knows me than my friends
I bet he never heard about me
When I'm home, I don't a soul
Only management and that label
My fans say they wanna take my
But sometimes I think that they care the
My fans only wanna my heart
I give it up this shit ain't in my flesh
I it up, give it up, give it up
Momma "What if one day there's just nothin' left?"
That me wonder who's after my soul?
Shit, do I even believe in a
I'm just overthinking it all
Probably just it all
Monday 8 AM, bed, hit the gym
the gym, find the flow, one day
Used to feel like a brand new beginning, now it
No complaints, old friend at the gym I
I'm so-so, at home
Knock, knock at the door, me alone
I don't see no motherfuckin' postman

Postal
Postal service, is home?