Luyện nghe bài hát Fragile

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

We're
(Wish I'd known)
I never I'd be so fragile
(You're not alone)
If it break before, it's about to
(We've here before)
I don't ever to change
I'm
I don't

Some of the are Pulitzer, give an opinion
do get it
I want you to come on and a jimmy and, die
Need to be given the and why?
Critics are the enemy and I
Can't stand the way they slam gifted
Effin' incredible, get away with grands to pay
This jam Wale
and impeccable
Write a rhyme and I put in a flow
I'm the N9ne I'mma look 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
Amateur dissin'
He's a and hopes for your demise, folks I'mma despise
do try to listen
real, I'm mad
Clueless you scribble on your pad
How you gonna now with a chisel on you now sizzling your ass
You don't really get why I'm so pissed? Understand
I'm an artist, and I'm sensitive my shit, yes I'm

fragile
(Wish I'd known)
I never I'd be so fragile
(You're not alone)
If it didn't break before, about to
(We've been before)
I don't ever to change
I'm
I ever

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

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

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

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 been before)
I don't ever want to
I'm
I don't