Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

At the y'all
At the trumpet

I'm five on a good day six
I got plenty of things to fix
A bigger chest and in my face
With those i could be pushin seven to
in my hand add a point to my score
No car slide me to a four
Six feet a pair of blue eyes
Brings me up to a five

Greather than less than to
You're this way to mathematical
The value of seems to be dead
All walkin around numbered halo's on our heads well

Threes want and fours want fives
Eights think have much better lives
And it's a question to ask
I guess all how ya doing the math
And i can sit and i can lie to you
And say this somethin' that i do
But i'm a nother crunchn' fool
calculaters' way overused

Greather than than equal to
You're making way to mathematical
The value of seems to be dead
All walkin around numbered halo's on our heads and i'm thinking

Just one
I i could have a nine
be hot and she'd be mine just one time
But for every nine theres a two starting at you
wishing you do what you wanted the nine to eh

90% of the mental judicial system is soley on superficial intuition
To me that seems a bit
talk to people who we think we might be kissn'
That's a lot of ideas to be
WE leave it to humans to choose the criteria we can't

It doesn't make sence no doesn't sense doesn't make sense
For the numbers to be we are concentrating
In my minor sense i condesense in my sense
Asymetrical
evaporating
I'm a five on a day six
Got of things need to fix
I need a formua or some of plan to focus on the soda not the can