Luyện nghe bài hát No Service

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

Waitress: Are you all set to order?
Token: Yeah, uh, you wanna go
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 handle for the lady
I no service, yeah, no service
I write about the shit I think every single day
say it takes so much courage
My boy just got from the military
I never "Thank you for your service"
No
No one I need guidance
No one thinks I nourishment
Two thousand on my last post
No one thinks I encouragement
No one thinks I need a
No one thinks I a favor
No one at my doorstep except packages by a stranger
Mailman at my house more than anybody I know today
But I never shared a word him
Shit, I don't even his name
I wonder how he infer about me
From the fan mail and words about me
clothes, new phones, humidifiers, microphones
European outlet
And shirts in buckets, CDs and both refer about me
He knows me better than my friends
I bet he never even about me
I'm home, I don't tell a soul
Only and that label know
My fans say they wanna take my
But sometimes I that they care the most
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 said "What if one day there's nothin' left?"
That me wonder who's after my soul?
Shit, do I even believe in a
Maybe I'm overthinking it all
Probably just it all
8 AM, outta bed, hit the gym
Leave the gym, the flow, one day
to feel like a brand 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, me alone
I don't see no motherfuckin' postman

Postal
Postal service, is anyone