Luyện nghe bài hát Sober Up

[Joe Budden - 1:]
I broke a while ago
picking up the pieces
Memoirs of how the
Can feel
I dont talk to God as a matter of fact I plead
At times I my reflection and others Im conceited
half the time Im arrogant times Im vengeful
at its to convince me, at times its to convince you
a lot of wrong but I aint never felt resentful
its so many times Ive lost track of who to repent to
half the Im in the cut
dont you to notice me
with me and youll see that Im only awkward socially
half the Im spiteful, double barrell rifle
I owe so many I feel like I got the right too
so if you need a case in point you can refer to
and it will prove that never murdered nothing
all it did was make me put ice in me
put ice in me, me numb
when I revisit the places it takes me
Im strong...

Strong to catch contact right
smell it as as you get in my ride
see me, rules never apply
dont me how I should live my life
put your back, got it if you need that
you should really fuck me
tell me if you ride or die, la la la la la la la la

Budden - Verse 2:]
Listen up as the reports
my inner are like a inner war
headaches act as a trembling force on my mental
distraught
every word fromt his sentence the
its brought to you the people your ministers Porsche
tight roping on floss
the haters begin to get lost
coke and weed got my off
but why would my get lost
when as as the temperature frost
Im probably having intercourse in a
criminal report, pricey condos at a cost
my train of aint as simple as yours
so if our paths to incidentally cross
I pray that you can overlook all my flaws
then lets let the bass kick
take the shots straight I dont see a need to it
trying to fight the urge til something to replace it
I welcome to be my co-pilots on this spaceship

[Joe - Verse 3:]
Yo, me and the would get so blunted
wed order take out from the chinese
make sure you bring change for a hundred
rob em, safety on the off
figured if we the breaks off em
then how the was he gon pedal off
some and die by the high, I was born by it
since Pac gave my mom the like go on try it
got me feeling like aint a can harm me
so I go and scoop a mommy that wanna come the army
she was so militant, disciplined,
so I to her, bet you wouldnt mind shilling it
I got to her on my sofa
I gave her my honourable discharge and she took like a
since she the type you gotta when she come around
really she only get high so she can come
her when I said she aint gotta settle
once you start to handle youll be on the same level

[Crooked I - 4:]
I was five this what my father said
I have pulled you out and left you on your mommas waterbed
you asked me, my poppas
alcoholic jeans from him a toddler bottle fed
put me on your stainless, Im brainless, Im a head
my life was the
surprised Im even walking, can you me if Im atheist
but I aint Hawkings
I God is in my radius
I can see him in the face of an innocent baby but not when preachers talking
my people sleep in coffins I miss em Im breaking in the face of a bad bitch that Im supposed to be taking down
baby ride Im crying, Im dying inside
cause my pain is a giant lethiathon and Im hiding from the World
they hit me with everything but the kitchen
how ironic? place I vomit when I lick a drink
apparently I to get a shrink
how can therapy take care of me when I dont a fuck what niggas think!