Luyện nghe bài hát The Real Me

I stare at my in the mirror,
Why am I doing to myself?
my mind on a tiny error,
I'm like the real me, I'm myself..

1]

So we start running on the that we really really want,
But it work out unless we taught,
Sometimes I dont really really care for ass,
You my stuff, do your thing and pleasure,
Though this might not last, you mad but I the measure,
The graditude I have for some indeed,
In times of need, I really really needa proceed,
We like, bottom feeders and succeed,
Horrorcore or not, this is me on that shit,
Crappy hit, let em what I need to do to come around and
Be different, and extend your
This bitch me, but she love my music,
And my movement,
she more of a fan to me and nothing really,
I aint into all that love shit till my bitch get my CD from the shelf,
So we know what it is to back track, and come and see the me,
Rise and grind in and just be what you really wanna be.

2]

I still hard, for every single dime,
All the time on a girl, nope I'll never get that back,
I react, but I never do,
I stay humble, lay low invisible
Never man, complaining is for quitters,
I dont really wanna do that if I'm a sinner,
I say dont live for love, love to live,
You im based, I dont really give a fuck at all,
Dont know if is for me, hope I dont have a normal job
Whats wrong wit being yourself? just tryna
Do their own thing, their own marijuana,
And just wanna, advance so quick,
While I the basics,
My erases,
Thoughts of doubt that any of have,
Incorporate everything your lil plan
true hard work pays off,
You do it for the man.