Luyện nghe bài hát Silk Pillow

[Featuring:

1: Beck]
Centrifugal force me off-course, in a horse race
horses midstream, fourteenth place
On videotape playback
Sigh you lose face, disgraced, God you
off of the face of the Earth with chase
The black hole of what you thought it was today
Dont shoot the piano I heard them say
It was your fault, force, you got caught
Convict monotonous, a verdict
As you read it out loud, at least I was relatively honest
Standing in your office trying to to some anacondas
sawless from the sawdust
While doppleganger stands copless
No one notices, they got own dramas
Drama-ramas dramas
You draw on the eyes of madonnas
And wonder why you cant turn into nirvanas

[Verse 2: Childish
Dont mess your head up, run with these young bucks
Still runnin on jet fuel, still pimpin on
What was I I wasnt
What am I Im buzzin
Speakin of weekends I used to fuck with cousin
I to rap about nothin, now I rap about nothin
But that nothin was that aint nobody was bumpin
See I still got it boo-boo, a battle, do you
Wonders if you dont wanna be under gross dude
But most girls will do it for a corner seat at Nobu
I bet your perfect, he say it like he know you
My daughter isnt living yet, at water village
Their flows dumb, but that the silliest
Now

[Verse 3: Childish
Someone tell these niggas I fuckin round
Fly them all to Vegas man we it down
for the present, nigga we fuck futures
Sippin on whiskey, these bitches drinkin Kombucha
Recession means more oppression, these niggas shoot ya
Rio de Janeiro, bitches lookin like Xuxa
Talk with anacondas, at least Im bein
Im tryin to turn Keke Palmers into baby mamas
mama, Im your baby, mama
Man, let your boy drown, they aint save me,
They aint me momma
They aint me momma
Silk pillow for that new
Silk for that new weave