Luyện nghe bài hát Team

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

You move on
I swear be fine
you want
I'll be ride
And when alone
And his love is
Maybe you'll see
Your was the worst
for him—your 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 John's 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 hate handcuffs, I stand up (shut up, nigga)

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

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

I'm runnin' out of
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 burn me 'cause I ain't worth this life
I ain't worth the light of day, but for I light the way
along the banister, kitchen smell of lavender
Swimmin' in my Wranglers, I am another

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