Luyện nghe bài hát West Coast

Me, I'm from a different type of left lane, old west lane
Nosebleeds, palm trees, and tumbleweeds
Outside, they say it's happy here, but depressing
Too many pretty catching my attention
So I at them, remind myself in the smudged glass,
"That pretty everything, you punk ass"
Always hard to see past the surface, when it so perfect
But her will disguise dirt on purpose, you listening?
I grew up here, under the sun, grade school, I was the odd one, out of the
And I mean I was the kid who eat bugs for lunch,
I was the one who coming from where they're coming from
I speak poetically, and never my ignorance, but this California shit is rigorous
say it's happy here, happiness is figurative,
I'm happy 'cause of me, matter where I'm living

If the sun was God, I'd be in faith,
If the was the devil, I'd be covered in hate
I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn
I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn

I'm waking up underneath sheets, naked sweating
in late so everybody else is ready
My called up, he said,
"Hurry up buddy, it's almost already"
So I up, I went and washed up,
I ate some pasta, then I gave my mom
And then I thought, "Uh, it's gonna be a nice night"
But pretty everything, right?
Golden mind, I'm taking my time
Plain white shirt, and a black tie
My top let when I get picked up
P C H so
Maybe they were right; is a warm gun
But before you shoot, warn us
Life is too fun, California you marry me?
Let God be the sun and in the ocean they bury me

If the sun was God, I'd be in faith,
If the was the devil, I'd be covered in hate
I'm so west coast, a goddamn shame
I'm so west coast, a goddamn shame
I'm so west coast, a goddamn shame
I'm so west coast, it's a shame