Luyện nghe bài hát Fragile

You you'd never ever break, down
But here I am sweeping, off of the ground
You said never, ever play, to crowds
But I've seen you to play songs to them now
I've spent all night long scared of tomorrow, I my alarm
Everything is almost lost, pick it up slow, it's gone

We're
(Wish I'd known)
I thought I'd be so fragile
(You're not alone)
If it break before, it's about to
(We've been before)
I ever want to change
I'm
I don't

of the people are Pulitzer, give an opinion
do get it
I you to come on and gobble a jimmy and, die
Need to be given the remedy and
Critics are the enemy and I
Can't stand the way slam today's gifted
Effin' incredible, get fanned with grands to pay
This jam Wale
and impeccable
Write a rhyme and I put in a flow
I'm the N9ne look very mean
When a foe scrabalamady but he has never at a show
By the it'll be better, leave it in the stove
Cause they nothin' but lies, quotes stuck in my eyes
writer dissin'
He's a beginner and hopes for your demise, I'mma despise
do try to listen
real, I'm mad
Clueless you scribble on your pad
How you gonna criticize now with a on you now sizzling your ass
You don't get why I'm so pissed? Understand this
I'm an artist, and I'm sensitive my shit, yes I'm

fragile
(Wish I'd known)
I thought I'd be so fragile
(You're not alone)
If it didn't before, it's about to
(We've here before)
I ever want to change
I'm
I ever

Tell me that I'm
Tell me that my is
Big as Venus Jupiter and Uranus
Tell me that your got your head in it
I can the articles and know you're heinous
Tell me you love me, always thinkin' of me
Unconditional, I'm I'm your favorite
a fishing pole and throw me with the sharks
That's the I get when you're concentratin'
On pen, on this pad
Tell me you're to diss on my craft
me the feelin' of pickin' apart this track

Puttin' my heart and my soul in these
Tellin' me and gold all the time
Lookin' to bury, a deep for mine

This is more than you, and this is more you
And your entire building slanderin' and
What I call the realest comin' a student
myself to use a poem as an UZI
Empty magazine, I a magazine
You seen my trigger finger, I started shootin'
That was nicotine, I'm bout to 'em all
And journalists involved should've my music

fragile
(Wish I'd known)
I thought I'd be so fragile
(You're not alone)
If it didn't break before, it's to
(We've been before)
I don't ever want to
I'm
I ever