Luyện nghe bài hát Team

Did you lie to him you were seventeen?
he holding up? Evanie
Do you cling to him you would on to me?
Bet he needs you more I, Evanie
Did you your neck to save him from his sleep?
I know how that feels,
Every you take you make me want to flee
Can't you

You should on
I you'll be fine
Whenever you
I'll be ride
And you're alone
And his is gone
Maybe you'll see
Your company was the
Thing for sin

Little old me, I thought my was progressive
'Cause my president was black, twenty-five on the dresser
I had trip on my back, and a bulletproof vest
Inside my uncle Toyota was a walking Crayola

(Gimme mic, nigga)
I got a time, I gotta watch myself
The way I move through a room of suits, ain't no
Ain't no Constitution, I uniforms
I handcuffs, I can't stand up (shut up, nigga)

They throw me in the crowd and me, "Boy, I'd lose that smile"
But see, I got it from my dad and that's the why we had

I my black fist, I got big lips
I'm strong as Samson, they cut my locks
I lose my fuckin' strength,

I'm out of zips
My life been tense, I won't be on the fence
I put my phone on airplane mode 'cause I'm on
I need a lot of patience, I need a lot of

I hope this holy water me 'cause I ain't worth this life
I worth the light of day, but for some I light the way
Nude along the banister, kitchen of lavender
in my Wranglers, I am another caliber

Ooh,
Soon,
No, no, no, no, no, no