Luyện nghe bài hát Wake Up

Yo
Sometimes I swear... I'm for this
Heh
Cause I get in the booth, I just...

Turn Superman. Dig?
It's a wonderful feeling, you
I really do it for love, nah mean?
Uh
Charles
out to Lupe
It's all
I'm sick of all the comparison

Yes I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm flying high, and the plan
So don't shake my
I give a damn, how you feel

Cause I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm flying high, and the plan
So shake my hand
I give a damn, how you feel

1:]
you, Mr.Fiasco
Now watch me rip and asshole
taking a shit on a flagpole
You get rape in this biz, if you mad
I'm Sonic in this bitch, I'm fast so,
Catch up or drop down when this cat
I spit flames, got a mouth of Tabasco
In hell Newports, out tobacco
Inhale haze, the outcome is bad
In days, Is like mountains of cash flow
Never ending, Never pretending, the is in me
Whoever should me, is asking for I
That's some Morbid shit, but it's this way I have to call it quits
Some days I get mad and my fist
Should I out? Ask the audience
French Death, playing mad accordion
The high school drop out,
The sixth man, I to score again
I may never have the ball again
Laugh at Charles, because that's some shit
Have a Marley hit, it mean
I want Charlie to shine, you want Charlie
I'm Martin Sheen, I this shit
Tough pill to swallow, swallow this
I am nice, acknowledge it
Simone Porter that's my baby, thought of cheatin'
I her scent in the air, the world is Puerto (Porter) Rican
I'm sort of speaking,
The more that you think it, the more the meaning, is me
No more quarter keeping, I'm trying to out
Go all out, in the lab I fall out
Call out my name, I won't
This soul cancer, makes me feel like an old
I can't without making a face, can't sleep,
Can't eat, breaking a plate,
Line down the middle, man
I'm safe at the plate, it away
The made a mistake
I'm OUT
Uh...

Forgot I had at bat
Bottom of the ninth yeah I'm that fact
meets C-H-A-R
L-E-S, nigga your day job
I make pods, put it in eye
it eye pods, Look into the sky
I Sun gon' forever
So as long as I'm here, you niggas need to get rhymes together
I could rhyme
Would for ever-y single time, niggas try to rob my leather
Cause knew I was a geek
didn't pop Berettas, now niggas sayin
They wanna get together, Nah
Not enough weed, for me to be cool
With you mother fucker saying, "trust me"
I breath, just believe
This is
to me
Fuck me
You better not with me
your boy here, dangerous like, the Busta beat
Cause this, is, serious, the industry got me
I know what it is, I'm not it
predictable like rhymin' serious, and delirious
With period, so it is.
Period. Uh
college, I fucked up in Ithica
Cause of the bitch, I fucked up in Ithica
Excuse me? Huh? What? a fuck?
Nigga, what is this "fuck" that I'm up?
I'm never giving up, never am I out
I'm a fighter, and that's what I rap
I'm never giving up, never am I out
I'm a fighter, and what I rap about

Charles
But for right now, you can call me
I'm in the
One

Charles

But for right now your can call me Man, I'm in the booth
One.