Luyện nghe bài hát Sensitive

(Samples)
To the y'all
(Check out)
(This announcement I'm to make is very important)
Yes
(Now listen)
(Keep in my mind I'm an artist)
(And I'm about my shit)
To the beat
(Sensitive my shit)

1]
Can't I'm still doing this
I my political views might ruin this
I you might've moved on to these newer kids
My extra, hiatuses
Who thought you woulda let me get away with this?
I mean, no one's waiting to see what an aging hater
I wanted to be finished
I didn't wanna my heart out, let you see in it
I just wanna privately, be free a minute
Plus my don't always have peace within it
I tell the truth, but I can see I'm conceded with it
I make a whole lot of mistakes, please be offended
I used to have recurring nightmare
I'm on stage with the whole city inside
I start and my lungs won't provide air
Then I dropped an album, reacted to it
Started selling out First
Now all the bad dreams I have are you no longer care for dude

(Sample)
(Keep in my mind I'm an artist)
(And I'm sensitive about my shit) right
(Sensitive my shit)
(Keep in my that I'm an artist)
(And I'm sensitive my shit) Say that then
(Sensitive my shit)

2]
I love with the big voices
put the power in their lyrics so you live for it
And spit it boisterous, the ignorant ignore it
I put the style in my delivery
And I remember somebody tweeted Chuck D
And asked him who the best are, and he mentioned me
I did shows a week for like five years
And used to scream on that mic to make it sound
Now I'm staring down my most profound
Started catching up my vocal chords
I'm not so sure I should perform no more
Back on my mind, what you're applauding for?

(Sample)
(Keep in my mind I'm an artist)
(And I'm sensitive my shit) Feel like the wrestler
(Sensitive my shit)
(Keep in my mind that I'm an artist) Yes
(And I'm sensitive my shit)
(Sensitive my shit)

3]
Huh, flying to New to do some press
I just imagine that people won't be too impressed
The loot he all at once is how they view success
But the writer's like, Brother Ali, sir
I've been so just for writing this feature
He asking all these dope and did his research
And then I meet the editor and
And everybody got their cell camera to flash
And a story how my music helped 'em in the past
I gotta ask a honest question:
I mean, I'm beyond honored by this reception
But you got respect and an obvious connection
And every time you bless us with the little speck
Of an online mention, our fans all shower you affection
And blow up your comment section
Well, what the hell, I I ain't complaining
But, how come you place us in the hip-hop conversation?
They just look with blank faces

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(Keep in my mind I'm an artist)
(And I'm sensitive about my shit) joint got awkward fast
(Sensitive my shit)
(Keep in my mind I'm an artist)
(And I'm about my shit)
(Sensitive my shit)