Luyện nghe bài hát No Service

1]
Before my grandpa died, he me
Only to remind me every day above the ground is a
I didn't up because 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
Only part of that 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 I need 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 I'm faithful to
My girl like she faithful
She pray, pray that I'm
But no matter what I really say, but no matter I really do
Everything that I say isn't true, everything that I say is a
She that 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 How many tours I go on?
How many times will I slip? How many chances I
How much love she got in her? How much trust she got in
How much left she got in How many times I bought dinner?
How much can I spare?
This meal cost like one
And I'ma flip a fucking 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 even 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 hotel
Is the time I can really get myself to sleep lately
"Do not disturb" sign on that handle for the cleaning lady
I no service, yeah, no service
I write about the shit I about every single day
Fans say it so much courage
My boy just got back from the
I never "Thank you for your service"
No
No one thinks I need
No one thinks I nourishment
Two thousand comments on my last
No one I need encouragement
No one I need a visit
No one thinks I a favor
No one at my doorstep packages delivered by a stranger
Mailman at my house more than that I know today
But I shared a word with him
Shit, I don't even his name
I wonder how much he about me
From the fan mail and those about me
clothes, new phones, humidifiers, microphones
European adapters
And in buckets, CDs and both that refer about me
He probably me better than my friends
I bet he never heard about me
When I'm home, I tell a soul
Only management and that know
My fans say they take my soul
But sometimes I think they care the most
My fans only wanna hear my
I give it up like this shit ain't in my
I give it up, it up, give it up
Momma said "What if one day just nothin' left?"
That made me who's after my soul?
Shit, do I even in a soul?
I'm just overthinking it all
Probably overthinking it all
8 AM, outta bed, hit the gym
Leave the gym, the flow, one day
Used to feel a brand new beginning, now it don't
No complaints, old at the gym I ignored
I'm so-so, back at
Knock, knock at the door, leave me
I wanna see no motherfuckin' postman

Postal
Postal service, is anyone