Luyện nghe bài hát Rescue Me

So can you me
Because my is sinking
And I'm at sea
So can you me, from me
Can you me?

I was losing my mind like I was to lose it
Using my time for using, my grind
This is my own honest view of who I am this, music
Ryan the bottle of patron Connoisseur
At a in time I thought I blew it, doing crime
I would've washed a down with a shot of my own spinal fluid
And my momma knew it, she saw especially right it
That I wasn't protected because pressure be like (do it)
But I couldn't fight through it, the started
The streets caught up, at least we get caught up in deceased orders
It's Slaughterhouse, Shady, me, Porter
Sat down and peace over Porterhouse and peace Porter

stupid bitch done turned my girl against me
Should've the earth on my arm feel like the world's against me
Soon as I paraded, here come the rain falling the calling
From the cuz I never met with his out like I'm straight balling
Feel like I the 8 ball in
Every time I shoot a move I can't call it
Am I afraid of Let me think on it
I got nervous, let me drink on it
Think I just answered yes but not on
I pass the and through the Son, Father, and Holy Spirt
But I'm only it, man I need to pass the service
I'm drowning cause I'm so tired of
So Lord when you get a please

So can you me
Because my is sinking
And I'm at sea
So can you me, from me
Can you me?

I wake up and my shirt is leaking, covered in
I'm dreaming of being when I'm sleeping
Picture a beefing, with himself
And even, worse when I'm drinking
It hurts when I'm thinking, me versus my personal
I'm for my nine
If I point it at myself will it to quiet the demons screaming in my mind?
And if I go, to the other
Just tell my it was her prayers that kept her young'un thugging son alive
Plus my daughters and my butterfly, tell my son I, love him
my nieces and nephews their uncle tried
To take music to the fucking peak
But I'm still a drug dealer as we speak, that's fucking weak

the tours and fanfare, hospitals and cat scans
Shoulder, when they him bipolar, happiest mad man
know my story, my struggle, the demons that I combat
Or how I'm starin' at them for eye contact, beyond that
I got a soul mate naive, so the thought of me is prison to her
Baby momma crazy and a ten year old who listen's to her
My fam and friends I'm the bank
And the way they keep back you think I'd got thanked
To you a dream, to me it's labor, these aren't monsters, these my neighbors
And you watch each others back, I guess its for a favor
Sometimes they even save me, when my is to that razor

So can you me
my ship is sinking
And I'm at sea
So can you rescue me, me
Can you me?