Luyện nghe bài hát Those Who Live in a Glass City

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Dayme be
Like an in a warm state, still, I'm so cold
Rarely relate, this may be real
But will not go
I hold weight with age, free
And I should old flows
But I just returned from home
From biting my
And I'm no more
'Cept the necks of those who don't come
I cum erect, so this be hard
You feel too far, then go for it
Come out to LA, not speakin' to extra
at many though (many though)
Anyone feelin slighted, my sight had new
The second I stepped off the plane
makin' me food while I
Lie and relax wit the lil guy, Connor
Reminiscin' on all the lots, Hiawatha
Fires, with Maygan or father
How free you feel
is a break, I suppose, I don't know, we (we)
Get those so scarcely, I think
What if it ain't
What if I lived home?
grown, yet immature, no movin' on
So, I never to California
Instead got a time, but not while I'm in school
Or pursuin' a path, just a part time, to get high
Powder, pill, or blunt, no
Passion, I'm now, pi
I'm ashin' ends in unwashed piles of fashion, out
Where my day went, week went, my lifetime, no
Of my tale, no, who Twitter, Facebook
no-ones, oh, too real? Toledo?
Or a sec
What if I stayed and we it out, k?
And if I got her pregnant?
And our timeline changed that
And if I cracked
her in the head, she fell right back
And what if she stayed, and loved me back
Or if I cheated, skipped out on our little boys visitations
To fuck of hoes, who really ain't shit
You stayed at home, up late, sick, poor little
Now, take in to
It's awfully for many kids to remain faithful in this city
They chasin' wit no head, sit still and expect rent checks
Not everybody in glass hole, hmm
Not many in the city, though
I fuck wit
Felt fuckin' there, wait
What if I run up on this punk
He been eyein' me at the park
He, now, mackin' a hoe who me, nah, fuck
Not it out no, no!
Fuck rationality, just a gat
My whole backin' me packin'
Now, if I did this weekly? Huh
Yeah, that sound a plan
What if we all in the boat, man?
if we sailin' in lifted merch
And closin' stolen curtains to for somethin worthy
Hearses swervin', minds, entitled
Birthed to curb our first, second, and third job
And settle for
No meddling kids for sham (nah)
if I peeked at a mirror, epiphany
In it I see the same me since before
What if I then bitched on the reg 'bout the that I'm in
But I did, not a
fade out like the end of a play
I'm sittin' there empty, alone, I've nothin'
And moved on 'cept me
Well, I guess I'd be you
been you

Yeah, this city, it may be
And though, I know, I'll never go
I know it means little,
I ship, but
is all out of love, shit
And I'm hopin' love, it
I am to Benjamin, Danie, and fam
I know it's still home for there, yes
And it to be mine, that's done
Gotta my own now, I don't trust
I'm any closer out
And I got love for you, some of you, there and some I
I hope you see yourself arrested
I'm here, rested in music, it feels
Ya (home)

Yeah, you hear me
How I
Over here in, Silver