Luyện nghe bài hát Team

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

You move on
I swear be fine
Whenever you
I'll be ride
And when alone
And his love is
you'll see that
Your was the worst
Thing for sin

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

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

They throw me in the crowd and tell me, "Boy, I'd 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 as Samson, they cut my fuckin' locks
I lose my fuckin' strength,

I'm out of zips
My life been feelin' tense, I be on the fence
I put my phone on airplane 'cause I'm on autopilot
I need a lot of patience, I need a lot of

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

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