Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

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

1: Earl Sweatshirt]
In '09, we still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a
When it still wasn't tryna fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company
I know we were on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks custody
And my twin brothers was all Sid's
So my kin gully and my skin
lens coverin' my eyes, nah
They bright, nigga, I'm high now
And if this a different way to my mind out
I need to out, I'm doin' fine now
And I don't look as stupid I talk now
And at the show look astound
And posted up
In the cut so much it's pus 'round me
Catch him in the daytime or dusk
out the pound, [?]
If tux's lousy then you can't sit with us, nah
Can't call it harsh when the margin
Between you and all fuck niggas
Is about as as it gets
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' cause he ain't
Like a long distance,
Who you know that's out that's harder this?
niggas like a Tom Lister win, nigga
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, color
wild on the route that was picked
When the clouds out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, again

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

2: Retch]
Drugs got me feelin' like [?]
look at the state he's in
The most acclaimed, slang contortionist
ain't suckin' corporate dick
Said it my balls in grip
Other hand got a to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
Walked in and I needed all the chips
As well as the one on my
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, laced, covered in odor
still lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still from the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants bein' filed for the cases
And them get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, in his high rise
Tryna see the bright of life
And a nigga just keep comin' with a Golf picture
It's like liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a mothafucka by the first
And a bitch by the back
[?] so the text
ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on stage
They my shit was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his number

[Hook: Mac

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy off the ups and downs.
Got a wit me, put it in a blunt for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the I wanna die now?
And I'm strung out on this dusty
In a big white ugly house, I the bitch slow down
Stop runnin' mouth
You holdin' my money, just up and count
My right nostril hasn't worked in a
Plus the plug got work, like he for a sheep
Me, I'm in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, doin' in the street
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 of powder
All my life I've been of power
did all that go?
The long decision always my phone
supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I somethin' stronger than a quarter zone
That can save me from the war
Shoutout to (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the hole
Any time, any place, you could bet eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the in the road
Look at all new faces
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the plane but they're in suitcases
Been a criminal [?]
Used the put the weed in the of my blue Asics
Hate myself up to
But the raps are way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Mary
never been religious 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 same way I in
Right by the with nothin' on my mind

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