Luyện nghe bài hát Those Who Live in a Glass City

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Dayme be
Like an inmate in a state, still, I'm so cold
Rarely relate, this may be real
But will not go
I weight with age, free associate
And I polish old flows
But I just returned back home
biting my tongue
And I'm no more
the necks of those who don't come correct
I cum erect, so gotta 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 had new perspective
The I stepped off the plane home
makin' me food while I
Lie back and wit the lil guy, Connor
Reminiscin' on all the lots, Hiawatha
Fires, outings 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 change?
What if I lived home?
grown, yet immature, no movin' on
So, I never flew to
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
my day went, week went, my lifetime, no tell
Of my tale, no, who Twitter, Facebook
Faceless no-ones, oh, too Toledo?
Or a sec
What if I and we worked it out, k?
And if I got her pregnant?
And our changed like that
And if I cracked
her in the head, she fell right back
And what if she stayed, and loved me back
Or what if I cheated, skipped out on our little boys
To fuck holes of hoes, who really shit
You stayed at home, up late, sick, little Jayden
Now, take in to
awfully tough for many kids to remain faithful in this city
They chasin' tails wit no head, sit and expect rent checks
Not everybody in that 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 me wrong at the park
He, now, mackin' a hoe who me, nah, fuck
Not it out no, no!
rationality, just bought a gat
My whole crew me packin'
Now, what if I did weekly? Huh
Yeah, that sound like a
What if we all in the same boat,
What if we sailin' in lifted
And closin' stolen curtains to workin' for worthy
swervin', holdin' minds, entitled
Birthed to curb our first, second, and dream job
And settle for
No meddling for this sham (nah)
if I peeked at a mirror, epiphany
In it I see the same me before graduation
What if I then bitched on the reg 'bout the place I'm in
But I did, not a
Years out like the end of a play
I'm sittin' there empty, alone, accomplished nothin'
And everyone's moved on me
Well, then I I'd be you
been you

Yeah, this city, it may be
And though, I know, I'll go back
I know it means little,
I ship, but
This is all out of love,
And I'm y'all love, it
I am to Benjamin, Danie, and fam
I know still home for y'all there, yes
And it to be mine, that's done
Gotta my own now, I don't trust
I'm any out here
And I got love for you, some of you, there and some I
I you rest see yourself arrested
I'm here, in music, it feels like
Ya (home)

Yeah, you me Toledo?
How I
Over in, Silver Lake