Luyện nghe bài hát Wake Up

Yo
Sometimes I swear... I'm made for
Heh
when I get in the booth, I just...

Turn into Superman.
a wonderful feeling, you know?
Cause I do it for love, nah mean?
Uh
Charles
Shout out to
It's all
I'm just sick of all the

Yes I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm flying high, and that's the
So don't my hand
I don't give a damn, how you

Cause I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm flying high, and the plan
So don't shake my
I don't a damn, how you feel

1:]
you, Mr.Fiasco
Now watch me rip and asshole
taking a shit on a flagpole
You get rape in this biz, if you mad
I'm Sonic in this bitch, I'm fast so,
up or drop down when this cat flow
I spit flames, got a mouth of Tabasco
In hell Newports, out tobacco
haze, the outcome is bad though
In hell days, Is like of cash flow
ending, Never pretending, the Devil is in me
Whoever tempt me, is asking for I
That's some Morbid shit, but it's this way I have to call it quits
Some days I get mad and my fist
I black out? Ask the audience
French kiss Death, playing mad
The high school out, valedictorian
The sixth man, I have to score
Cause I may never have the ball
Laugh at Charles, that's some Charlie shit
a Marley hit, call it mean
I want Charlie to shine, you want Charlie
I'm Martin Sheen, I fathered this
Tough pill to swallow, swallow dick
I am nice, it bitch
Simone Porter that's my baby, thought of cheatin'
I smell her scent in the air, the world is Puerto (Porter)
I'm of speaking, Metaphorically
The more that you it, the more that the meaning, is me
No more quarter keeping, I'm to ball out
Go all out, in the lab I fall out
Call out my name, I won't
This soul cancer, makes me feel like an old
I can't move without a face, can't sleep,
Can't eat, without a plate,
Line drive the middle, man
I'm safe at the plate, take it
The umpire a mistake
I'm OUT
Uh...

Forgot I had at bat
Bottom of the ninth yeah I'm loving fact
meets C-H-A-R
L-E-S, nigga your day job
I make pods, put it in eye
Call it eye pods, into the sky
I Sun shine forever
So as long as I'm here, you niggas to get your rhymes together
I could rhyme
Would for ever-y single time, niggas try to rob my leather
Cause they knew I was a
That didn't pop Berettas, now sayin
wanna get chopped together, Nah
Not weed, for me to just be cool
you shaky mother fucker saying, "trust me"
I breath, just believe
This is
to me
Fuck me
You better not with me
Cause your boy here, dangerous like, the Busta
this, is, serious, the industry got me delirious
I know what it is, I'm not it
It's like rhymin' serious, and delirious
With period, so it is.
Period. Uh
college, I fucked up in Ithica
Cause of the Chanel bitch, I up in Ithica
Excuse me? Huh? Give a fuck?
Nigga, what is "fuck" that I'm giving up?
I'm never giving up, am I tapping out
I'm a fighter, and that's I rap about
I'm giving up, never am I tapping out
I'm a fighter, and that's I rap about

Charles
But for right now, you can me Superman
I'm in the
One

Hamilton

But for right now your can call me Man, I'm in the booth
One.