Luyện nghe bài hát No Service

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

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

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

Postal
Postal service, is anyone