Luyện nghe bài hát Thankyou.

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

1]

I feel
When I feed mind in a
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 time doesn't pass
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 last little I crafted
So very matchless, yet attached in these raps
It's 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
Though you may not be
I you
I you
I you
For me be me
In these you will never hear

you

2]

Just imagine credits rollin' right now, heh

I never been one to but drunk it I'm fuck
Off sound, been wound until this shit
I never pro found or wove wit till
I got in the head, no bed
It's led to this and may lead no where
If seeds ain't entertain, I thoroughly care
Apparently I need
I'm weak, may be my peak
I sing bad, I speak poor grammar, see
my fam kinda feed my ego
And watch my grow
It been since 14 when I began
So in deep, I'm unique and a
Or it's over my head, they unique horns, see
I'm in my own
I don't to leave
I'm planted like a tree that got (woo, fuck!)
Got wood
just morning
It me, no mourning
I for sport so this may be it, dog
Know that if I never right
These ain't songs
my diary
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, Tiki Tia
This be a plea of
The tape I'm 'bout to low intensity
Yet immense, the beats
My tents pitched, I might
I tense see, saw
I got a length
My are too damn long
I'm compensating for somethin'
Or maybe I'm in love with the love that right out of me (gross)
No I mean like... ugh
The less I care, the more y'all will,
But I hate me, so I care
I'm nobodies hero, I'm too
my words and rhyme-schemes 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 peeps the wrong way
I want mind, I paid mine and all my time
Damaged and took physical hits to health
myself, was it worth it?
I fear I talk about, may not be relevant when it drops
So, if I don't up here
Maybe the day, in more vet rhyme, cause it's time
I'm turnin' out all of the lights and finally goin
Ey Ye,

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