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 really do it for love, nah
Uh
Charles
out to Lupe
It's all
I'm just sick of all the

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

Cause I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm high, and that's the plan
So don't my hand
I give 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 in this bitch, cause I'm fast so,
Catch up or drop down when this cat
I spit flames, got a mouth full of
In hell Newports, out tobacco
Inhale haze, the is bad though
In days, Is like mountains of cash flow
Never ending, Never pretending, the is in me
should tempt me, is asking for I
That's some Morbid shit, but it's this way till I to call it quits
Some I get mad and bald my fist
Should I black out? Ask the
French kiss Death, playing mad
The high school drop out,
The man, I have to score again
Cause I may never have the again
at Charles, because that's some Charlie shit
Have a hit, call it mean
I want to shine, you want Charlie Sheen
I'm Sheen, I fathered this shit
pill to swallow, swallow this dick
I am nice, acknowledge it
Porter that's my baby, never thought of cheatin'
I her scent in the air, the world is Puerto (Porter) Rican
I'm of speaking, Metaphorically
The more that you think it, the more the meaning, is me
No more quarter keeping, I'm trying to out
Go all out, in the lab 'till I 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, breaking a plate,
Line down the middle, man
I'm safe at the plate, it away
The umpire made a
I'm OUT
Uh...

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

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

Hamilton

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