Luyện nghe bài hát Thankyou.

I to myself about all this, really
So, for those of you who me
And are why

1]

I intoxicated
I feed mind in a beat
I can be
I can be
Or go dumb, or show up and off
Or go off, or sew up I'm cut
I can get lost in a
And where no one can find (no one can find)
A space time doesn't
I can laugh, I can cry
for me, I won't lie no more, no more
I don't to bore, if I do
I did my best to make every little draft I crafted
So very matchless, yet attached in these raps
like 50% for me, 50% for you
To the truth, though
I began to let out emotions
I don't know this took up a residency
But it is dense, see, love I
Oh, God, I am but I

I you
I you
I you
For letting me
you may not be listening
I you
I you
I you
For me be me
In these tracks you will hear

you

2]

Just imagine credits rollin' right now, heh

I never one to boast but drunk it I'm fuck
Off sound, never been wound until shit
I never pro found words or wit till
I got in the head, no bed
It's led to this and may lead no where
If these ain't entertain, I thoroughly care
I need this
I'm weak, this may be my
I sing bad, I with poor grammar, see
my fam kinda feed my ego
And watch my head
It been that since 14 when I
So in deep, I'm and a demon
Or maybe it's over my head, they horns, see
I'm in my own
I plan to leave
I'm planted like a tree got planted (woo, fuck!)
Got wood
just morning
It me, no mourning
I bleed for sport so may be it, dog
Know that if I never right
These ain't songs
They my
Or diarrhea, I Sia
You fag rappers, the kid in me to be ya
But I've up and out, Ch-Ch-Ch-Chia
Of that stature, no statue, Mano Tia
be a plea of ignorance
The tape I'm to push low intensity
Yet immense, the dense
My pitched, I might beat
I passed see, saw
I got a problem
My tracks are too long
I'm compensating for somethin'
Or maybe I'm in with the love that comes right out of me (gross)
No I mean like... ugh
The less I care, the more will, maybe
But I me, so I care zero
I'm hero, I'm too insecure
Fuck my words and and all of my beats
This is all
This is all I tryna get out
From the song made for this, "K."
To this, 2 late
I hope it rubbed wrong peeps the way
I want paid mind, I mine and all my time
Damaged ships and took physical to health
myself, was it worth it?
I fear topics I talk about, may not be when it drops
So, if I don't blow up
Maybe the next day, in more vet rhyme, cause time
I'm turnin' out all of the lights and goin home
Ey Ye,

Thank the birds,
the trees
And Shannon
And thank the blunt,
the months, May
And thank the
Nah, too many to name, for
But the x, Mark
And Bo
And K.
And the pay, see
And thank me cause as hard as it may be to
This could've been so much
So much worse, guys
You've... heard...
Ha