Luyện nghe bài hát Team

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

You move on
I swear you'll be
you want
I'll be ride
And when alone
And his is gone
you'll see that
Your was the worst
for him—your sin

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

(Gimme mic, nigga)
I got a hard time, I gotta watch
The way I through a room full 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 lose smile"
But see, I got it from my dad and the reason why we had

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

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

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

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