Luyện nghe bài hát good kid

Mass hallucination
Ill baby
Want to reconnect with elations
is your station baby

Look inside these walls and you see them having
Of a on his way
Trapped inside desire
To fire bullets stray
Track a tire tell you I'm tired and ran away
I ask a choir what do you require
To sing a song that acquire me to faith
As the record spin I pray
For the record I recognize I'm easily prey
I got ate alive
I got building
It's big as a building
Me off of the roof
Is just me it safe
But am I supposed to do
When the is red or blue
And you understand that I
But know I'm to
Just a couple that look for
And live in the street rank
No better picture to than me walking from bible study
And called his homies because he had said he noticed my
From a function that place
was wondering if I bang
Step on my neck and get on your Nike checks
I don't mind because one day you'll
The good kid, m.A.A.d.

All I see is lights
me in my hindsight
Finding me by
Promise me you can
In all honesty I got time to be until
You had made decision to hold me against my will
It was like a head on collision that me standing still
I can pick out the difference
And grade a cop on the
time you clock in the morning
I feel you just want to
All my innocence ignoring my purpose
To as a better person
I know you heard and probably in fear
But what am I to do
the blinking of red and blue
Flash the top of your roof
And your dog has to say
And you ask, "Lift up shirt"
you wonder if a tattoo
Of affiliation can make it a pleasure to put me
Gang files, but that don't matter because the matter is profile
I heard them chatter: "He's probably but I know that he's down"
Step on his neck as hard as your bullet vest
He don't mind, he he'll never respect
The kid, m.A.A.d. city

All I see in this
20 Xanies and these
Grown-up for pain
Can we live in the same
It's stressful upon my brain
You hired me as a
I quietly hope for
violence is the rhythm
Inspired me to
The silence in this
20 Xanies and 'shrooms
Some grown-up candy I it
I feel it's nothing to
The streets sure to the worst side of my best
mind, 'cause now you ever in debt
To good kid, m.A.A.d.