Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

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

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

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me like [?] Carpathian
Just look at the state in
The most critically acclaimed, slang
That suckin' corporate dick
Said it with my in grip
hand got a cork to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
in and said I needed all the chips
As well as the one on my
Feel like my got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
Cops still lockin' up for quotas
Brain still from the shit in the soda, soft
A generation
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants bein' for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by cost
You Superman while that cape was off
Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise
Tryna see the bright side of
And a nigga just keep comin' back with a Golf
It's like liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a mothafucka by the first
And a bitch by the cover
[?] so the text
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when see me on stage
They said my was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his last

[Hook: Mac

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy off the ups and downs.
Got a little wit me, put it in a for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the fuck I die now?
And I'm out on this dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch down
Stop runnin' your
You holdin' my money, just up and count
My nostril hasn't worked in a week
Plus the plug got work, like he servin' for a
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 I've been afraid of powder
All my I've been afraid of power
did all that go?
The long always called my phone
Last supper I was with the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger a quarter zone
That can save me from the war
Shoutout to (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the glory
Any time, any place, you could bet eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the
Look at all new faces
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
Hate myself up to
But the raps are way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, a Hail Mary
I've never been religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all
It's not just gypsies and fairies, this be my last breath
I'ma take my time, I'ma go out the same way I came in
Right by the pussy with nothin' on my

Mac Miller]
You are in the shallow soul
You are with the shallow soul
Shallow
been drowning with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, soul
You are from a shallow soul
Shallow soul, soul
(fades)