Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

[Intro: Sweatshirt]
Yeah you know I'm at the beginnin' of the song like a damn rapper. Aww man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich, damn

[Verse 1: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we were still on the bus,
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a
it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit it's company comin'
I ain't know we were on the of the money
get a few bucks under custody
And my twin was all Sid's brothers
So my kin gully and my toughened
Thick lens my eyes, nah
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a way to clear my mind out
I need to out, I'm doin' fine now
And I don't look as when I talk now
And at the show look astound
And up drowsy
In the cut so much that it's pus me
Catch him in the daytime or hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux's lousy then you can't sit us, nah
Can't call it livin' when the margin
you and all these fuck niggas
Is about as large as it
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' he ain't workin'
a long distance, bitch
Who you know out that's harder than this?
Chargin' niggas like a Tom Lister win,
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, color
Runnin' wild on the that was picked
When the clouds out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin'

Mac Miller]
I've drownin' with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
You are drinkin' a shallow soul
soul, shallow soul

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' like [?]
Just at the state he's in
The most critically acclaimed, slang
That ain't corporate dick
Said it my balls in grip
Other hand got a to hit
All this be the sportsmanship
Walked in and said I all the chips
As well as the one on my
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, in odor
Cops still lockin' niggas up for
Brain still numb from the shit in the soda,
A generation
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants bein' filed for the fought
And drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't while that cape was off
Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise
Tryna see the side of life
And a nigga just comin' back with a Golf picture
It's hard liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a mothafucka by the page
And a by the back cover
[?] so the covered
ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on stage
They said my was so insane
It was Cobain hit his last number

[Hook: Mac

3: Mac Miller]
Isn't he off the ups and downs.
Got a wit me, put it in a blunt for now
She was to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now?
And I'm strung out on dusty couch
In a big ugly house, I told the bitch slow down
Stop runnin' your
You holdin' my money, shut up and count
My nostril hasn't worked in a week
Plus the got work, like he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm swervin' in the
Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the
How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my life I've been afraid of
All my life I've been of power
did all that go?
The decision always called my phone
Last I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger than a quarter
That can me from the war unknown
Shoutout to (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the glory
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
my hand on the fork and the fork in the road
Look at all these new
I see, I see, I see
comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal [?]
Used the put the in the sole of my blue Asics
myself up to strangers
But the raps are way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, a Hail Mary
I've never been but I feel like the scripture's got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my breath
I'ma take my time, cause I'ma go out the way I came in
by the pussy with nothin' on my mind

[Outro: Mac
You are standing in the soul
You are speaking with the shallow
Shallow
been drowning with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, soul
You are drinking from a shallow
Shallow soul, shallow
(fades)