Luyện nghe bài hát West Coast

Me, I'm a different type of left lane, old wild west lane
Nosebleeds, palm trees, and rustling
Outside, say it's happy here, but it's depressing
Too many faces catching my attention
So I look at them, remind myself in the glass,
"That pretty everything, you punk ass"
Always to see past the surface, when it looks so perfect
But her eyes will dirt on purpose, you listening?
I up here, under the sun, grade school, I was the odd one, out of the bunch
And I don't I was the kid who eat bugs for lunch,
I was the one who wasn't coming from where they're from
I speak poetically, and pride my ignorance, but this California shit is rigorous
They say it's happy here, is figurative,
I'm happy of me, doesn't matter where I'm living

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

I'm waking up sheets, naked still sweating
Slept in late so everybody else is
My friend up, he said,
"Hurry up buddy, it's sundown already"
So I up, I went and washed up,
I ate some pasta, then I my mom hugs
And I thought, "Uh, it's gonna be a pretty nice night"
But pretty isn't everything,
Golden state mind, I'm my time
Plain white shirt, and a black tie
My top let down 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, will you marry me?
Let God be the sun and in the ocean they shall 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 coast, it's a goddamn shame
I'm so coast, it's a goddamn shame
I'm so coast, it's a goddamn shame
I'm so west coast, a goddamn shame