Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

[Intro: Sweatshirt]
Yeah you know I'm smokin' at the of the song like a damn rapper. Aww man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich, damn

[Verse 1: Earl
In '09, we were still on the bus,
Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush
When it wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me
Fore I up a bit like it's company comin'
I ain't we were on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks under
And my twin brothers was all brothers
So my kin gully and my skin
Thick coverin' my eyes, nah
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a different way to my mind out
I need to out, I'm doin' fine now
And I don't look as stupid when I now
And everybody at the show look
And posted up
In the cut so much that pus 'round me
Catch him in the daytime or hours
out the pound, [?]
If your lousy then you can't sit with us, nah
call it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all these fuck
Is about as large as it
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he just cause he ain't workin'
Like a distance, bitch
Who you know that's out harder than this?
Chargin' niggas like a Tom win, nigga
frown on the brow on the brim, color brown
Runnin' on the route that was picked
When the clouds out
I'm out my face in the shallow, drownin' again

Mac Miller]
I've been drownin' with this shallow
soul, shallow soul
You are drinkin' from a shallow
Shallow soul, shallow

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' like [?]
look at the state he's in
The critically acclaimed, slang contortionist
That ain't corporate dick
Said it with my balls in
hand got a cork to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
Walked in and I needed all the chips
As well as the one on my
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in
Cops still lockin' up for quotas
still numb from the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants bein' filed for the fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin'
You ain't Superman while that was off
Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise
Tryna see the bright of life
And a nigga keep comin' back with a Golf picture
It's hard liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a by the first page
And a bitch by the back
[?] so the covered
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when see me on stage
They said my was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his number

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy off the ups and downs.
Got a little wit me, put it in a 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 ugly house, I told the bitch slow down
Stop runnin' your
You holdin' my money, shut up and count
My right nostril worked in a week
Plus the got work, like he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm in the Jeep
weed, doin' circles in the street
How I'm my shit'll wake a baby up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life I've afraid of powder
All my life I've been of power
did all that go?
The long decision always called my
Last supper I was fuckin' the Corleones
I somethin' stronger than a quarter zone
can save me from the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the glory
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
Cause my on the fork and the fork in the road
at all these new faces
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal [?]
Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue
myself up to strangers
But the raps are way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Mary
I've never religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my last
I'ma take my time, cause I'ma go out the way I came in
Right by the pussy nothin' on my mind

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