Luyện nghe bài hát The Real Me

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

1]

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

2]

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