Luyện nghe bài hát Team

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

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

Little old me, I thought my world was
'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 hard time, I gotta 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 the reason why we had

I my black fist, I got big lips
I'm strong as Samson, they cut my fuckin'
I lose my 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 'cause I'm on
I need a lot of patience, I need a lot of

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

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