Luyện nghe bài hát Everlasting

Now in the bathtub, listening to the Isley
Brothers and outside my door want to despise me
Reminds me that everyone ain't cool, the world is
could understand when my momma use to tell us

"Don't take food outside around your friends
Unless you got enough to the neighborhood"

The play has began, follow me now
Act 1, 2, the date 1/1/96, the time I don't know
disturbed, Ray goes on to say they trying to get over
Like niggas with the blinker on, I got my thinker on

So I'm like word, how every you want to act is
That is real, as raw I might be kissing God
But I'm still in the bathtub, so if you got you best be fasting
For 7 days and 7 nights we

on a quest to get my class ring
Just from them folks
I will if it's the thing I do

Yeah, know what I'm sayin'? I'm gonna tell you like this
Just cause I live the apartment don't
you can keep puttin' notes my windshield
I tell you, shortie, gonna your ass about that shit

Hey y'all, hey y'all, hey y'all,
up in this bitch rippin' tracks like I'm suppose
Tommy and Ralph Lauren don't niggas to wear they clothes
your proof at? Who's that?
Talking shit like those keepin' the up

I wish I in a fuckin' cage
I ride the in Lexus, all these hoes wanna be saved
Go to college, get a job all you want to do is shake
I use to hit club, niggas, but I gave that a break
Just like Maaco, Waco, burn it to the

I bet you eatin' pork when your partners ain't
Backdraft things are Shaft these hoes
Just like suppose to, quote you
"Big Boi is the pimp ass nigga that you"

Like pottery, sloppily playin' the lotteries
OutKast did the dirt and now you your shit is poppin' see
You bit beats, we makin' hits, so give me your flag
I'm living in the swats, so you may call me Fatsack
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? Like this

One in a men passing the J off in the culture
y'all smoke a couple of pounds and get tore up y'all
And the devil headquarter down to the grizzound
Is how we hit house and puff a couple of good pounds of good

PeeWee, my nigga Beewee
We need a 50 box of and some bouncin' titties
From the magic the flame too is sharin' sequels
payin' for no pussy
You can shake it, you can keep it to self hoe

You your morals at the door, when you steeped in, crept in
Nigga, this is at the beach, so now you wondering
Why nigga done bust you in the fore, head
no respect there, so you just assed out like breech

Delivery slivery got you swung on these of things
Go on from to Bornhome to London
England, Wall Street to street
I get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat

But I'm on it
Because we forever, sound good, don't it?
Rattling in your trunks Fambu and the component
Said, "That's it, man, fuck shit on and on and on and I'm out"