Luyện nghe bài hát Song 32

1]
Phoe-fi-fo, cigarillo,
I'm up with the trees, how I keep the leaf in the middle
I'm more than these rentals and dental bills adding up
I'm the Kennedys out for lunch a preacher, martyr the king
I'm Cardi's ring, I'm America showing off
I'm Viacom, Viacom, I'm Chappelle in Pelle
And like Dyalan, spell it like Dylan
Gave my body to Adam, he me to lie for him
Apple wasn't the apple, the sin was the pussy
I'm patriarchy on Sunday, don't me, I'm Viacom
Y'all niggas got Diddy money, don't push me, I'm bomb
I'm Obama the button, in Lybia, Pakistan
a hypocrite, the sinner and the civilian
The pettiest that it gets, I'm America at its
Yeah, I'm America at its
boom, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

Yippee-ki, yippee-ki-yay, with the
Started getting from writing the haiku
Yippee-ki, yippee-ki-yay, the Noname
Everybody on me, I'm just like you
Yippee-ki, yippee-ki-yay, the Noname
If you smoking dope, your shorty can come too
Yippee-ki, yippee-ki-yay, the Noname
Yippee-ki,

2]
Riddle me happy, I'm lonely,
A lone outside the parking lot, Missus America
I'm everything that not, like Kendrick before his prime
I'm the inside his watch, and an underdog you forgot
Got privilege and
Part of me buried in the earth, part of me chasin' money
Parted with trappings, y'all can't take nothing from me
I'm going dummy for
If all my godliness is measured by the way that y'all me, I'm free

Yippee-ki, yippee-ki-yay, with the
Started money from writing the haiku
Yippee-ki, yippee-ki-yay, the Noname
Everybody on me, I'm just like you
Yippee-ki, yippee-ki-yay, with the
If you smoking dope, then your shorty can too
Yippee-ki, yippee-ki-yay, the Noname
Yippee-ki,

Like you, you
No, no, too