Luyện nghe bài hát Silk Pillow

[Featuring:

1: Beck]
Centrifugal pulling me off-course, in a horse race
Changing midstream, fourteenth place
On surveillance playback
Sigh you face, disgraced, God forbid you
off of the face of the Earth with chase
The black hole of what you it was worth today
Dont shoot the player I heard them say
It was fault, centrifugal force, you got caught
Convict monotonous, a thoughtless
As you read it out loud, at least I was being relatively
in your office trying to speak to some anacondas
Leaking sawless the sawdust
While doppleganger stands copless
No one notices, they got their own
mellow dramas
You draw commas on the of madonnas
And wonder why you cant turn into nirvanas

[Verse 2: Childish
Dont mess your head up, still run with young bucks
Still runnin on jet fuel, still on what-what
was I thinkin? I wasnt
What am I drinkin? Im
Speakin of weekends I to fuck with your cousin
I used to rap about nothin, now I rap 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 be under some gross dude
But most will do it just for a corner seat at Nobu
I bet your perfect, he say it like he know you
My daughter isnt living yet, at village idiot
flows dumb, but that royaltys the silliest
Now

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