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

[Verse 1: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we were still on the bus,
Before Nak was deluxe, I didn't have a brush
When it still wasn't hoes fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like company comin'
I ain't know we were on the of the money
Tryna get a few bucks custody
And my twin brothers was all Sid's
So my kin gully and my toughened
lens coverin' my eyes, nah
They bright, nigga, I'm just now
And if this a way to clear my mind out
I need to find out, I'm fine now
And I don't look as when I talk now
And everybody at the show astound
And up drowsy
In the cut so that it's pus 'round me
him in the daytime or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux's then you can't sit with us, nah
Can't call it harsh livin' when the
Between you and all these niggas
Is as large as it gets
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' he ain't workin'
a long distance, bitch
Who you know out that's harder than this?
Chargin' like a Tom Lister win, nigga
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, brown
Runnin' wild on the that was picked
When the branch out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin'

[Hook: Mac
I've been drownin' this shallow soul
soul, shallow soul
You are drinkin' from a soul
Shallow soul, shallow

2: Retch]
Drugs got me feelin' [?] Carpathian
Just at the state he's in
The most critically acclaimed, contortionist
That ain't corporate dick
Said it with my in grip
hand got a cork to hit
All this Ralph be the
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
Cops lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb from the shit in the soda,
A generation
Facin' a [?], off
bein' filed for the cases fought
And drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, in his high rise
see the bright side of life
And a nigga just comin' back with a Golf picture
It's like hard liquor, and see are books
So you judge a by the first page
And a bitch by the cover
[?] so the covered
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on
said my shit was so insane
It was like hit his last number

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
Isn't he off the ups and downs.
Got a wit me, put it in a blunt for now
She was to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now?
And I'm strung out on this couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch down
Stop runnin' mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
My right nostril hasn't worked in a
Plus the got work, like he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the
How I'm playin' my wake a baby up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my life I've been afraid of
All my life been afraid of power
Where did all go?
The long always called my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' with the
I need stronger than a quarter zone
That can save me from the war
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Joh
The devil on the other side of the glory
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
my hand on the fork and the fork in the road
Look at all these new
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in
a criminal before [?]
Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue
myself up to strangers
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, a Hail Mary
I've never been religious but I feel the scripture's got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my last
I'ma take my time, I'ma go out the same way I came in
by the pussy with nothin' on my mind

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