Luyện nghe bài hát Wake Up

Yo
Sometimes I swear... I'm made for
Heh
when I get in the booth, I just...

Turn into Superman.
It's a wonderful feeling, you
Cause I do it for love, nah mean?
Uh
Charles
Shout out to
all love
I'm sick of all the comparison

Yes I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm high, and that's the plan
So shake my hand
I give a damn, how you feel

Cause I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm high, and that's the plan
So don't my hand
I don't a damn, how you feel

1:]
you, Mr.Fiasco
Now watch me rip and asshole
When a shit on a flagpole
You get in this biz, if you mad slow
I'm Sonic in this bitch, cause I'm so,
Catch up or drop down when cat flow
I spit flames, got a full of Tabasco
In hell Newports, out come
Inhale haze, the is bad though
In days, Is like mountains of cash flow
ending, Never pretending, the Devil is in me
Whoever should me, is asking for I
That's some Morbid shit, but it's this way till I to call it quits
days I get mad and bald my fist
Should I out? Ask the audience
French kiss Death, mad accordion
The high school out, valedictorian
The sixth man, I have to again
Cause I may have the ball again
Laugh at Charles, because that's Charlie shit
Have a Marley hit, it mean
I Charlie to shine, you want Charlie Sheen
I'm Martin Sheen, I this shit
pill to swallow, swallow this dick
I am nice, acknowledge it
Simone Porter that's my baby, thought of cheatin'
I smell her scent in the air, the world is (Porter) Rican
I'm sort of speaking,
The that you think it, the more that the meaning, is me
No more quarter keeping, I'm to ball out
Go all out, in the lab 'till I out
Call out my name, I won't
This soul cancer, me feel like an old dancer
I can't without making a face, can't sleep,
Can't eat, breaking a plate,
Line drive the middle, man
I'm at the plate, take it away
The umpire a mistake
I'm OUT
Uh...

Forgot I had at bat
Bottom of the ninth yeah I'm loving fact
A-Rod C-H-A-R
L-E-S, nigga your day job
I pods, put it in your eye
Call it eye pods, into the sky
I Sun gon' shine
So as long as I'm here, you niggas need to get your together
I rhyme forever
Would rhyme for ever-y time, niggas try to rob my leather
Cause knew I was a geek
That didn't pop Berettas, now sayin
wanna get chopped together, Nah
Not weed, for me to just be cool
With you mother fucker saying, "trust me"
I just breath, believe
is telepopmusik
to me
Fuck me
You better not fuck me
Cause boy here, dangerous like, the Busta beat
Cause this, is, serious, the got me delirious
I know what it is, I'm not it
It's predictable like rhymin' serious, and
With period, so it is.
Period. Uh
Fuck college, I fucked up in
of the Chanel bitch, I fucked up in Ithica
Excuse me? Huh? Give a fuck?
Nigga, what is this "fuck" that I'm up?
I'm never giving up, never am I out
I'm a fighter, and that's what I rap
I'm never giving up, am I tapping out
I'm a fighter, and that's what I rap

Charles
But for now, you can call me Superman
I'm in the
One

Charles

But for right now your can call me Super Man, I'm in the
One.