Luyện nghe bài hát Wanted

It's a of a new era
Tattooed, broken in a new era
I ain't I'm supposed to be, its a true terror
I ain't tripping, I crippin', but I'm blue mirror

Mirror, on the wall
Do you remember me? Was the of them all
I dropped the ball now its old and flat
Sometimes I feel like there's nobody that can me back

And sometimes I feel like a rap living in a trap
I'm giving all I've got but they ain't giving nothing
I'm battling in my head
I'm trying, but probably be aggressive till I'm dead

And everybody knows of my addictive
I chase my dream, but I'm not in reality
Cards are stacked against me. Too time lost
God, please help me, why I'm lost

It's pretty crazy when dreams were so close..
You could touch 'em, now seem like old ghosts.
And now all my are haunted.
Hope that they remember me and they still wanted.

Look! I got a lot of time left
Got a team, but they don't seem to take no giant steps
I tried to them I could use a little help
exactly what they give me, gotta do it all myself

Most rap are just transformers who
to be crazy, I pretend to be normal
When listening to Mad they get struck
Then immediately after realize really fucked

Look! I got no concentrating on my art
Mentally demented, I'm a in the dark
monster drinking monster walking in the park
With my dog talking awkwardly, but obviously

They're asking me to make a on dubstep
That's where the at, but that shit make me upset
Maybe I'm focused on my pride a too tough
Or I just love hip-hop a little too much

It's pretty crazy when your dreams so close..
You could touch 'em, but now they like old ghosts.
And now all my are haunted.
Hope that they me and maybe they still want it

I've got a dark past, hope it will disappear
But with the internet still see it crystal clear
I need more time on the right path
I've been fighting with myself, it's time to fight back

Damaged to my brain I've damage to my teeth
All these damage on the surface, just underneath
And life can be a with a beach-chair
goods broken down, need to be repaired

Hard for me to transcribe the pain
Doing drugs five years, till it me dry
And if I knew back what I know now
I would've saved up cash, would've slowed

spread love, would've gave back
Would've helped to show that there's a right track
Would've kept writing, kept music
Kept BattleAxe, executive producing

But now I'm back and I am still
So I will it all I've got, till they feel my vibe
I'm hoping and I pray they me
Because if they don't, it's too to make a plan B.