Luyện nghe bài hát Wake Up

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

Turn into Superman.
It's a wonderful feeling, you
Cause I really do it for love, nah
Uh
Charles
Shout out to
It's all
I'm just sick of all the

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

Cause I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm high, and that's the plan
So don't my hand
I don't give a damn, how you

1:]
you, Mr.Fiasco
Now watch me rip and asshole
taking a shit on a flagpole
You get rape in biz, if you mad slow
I'm in this bitch, cause I'm fast so,
Catch up or drop when this cat flow
I flames, got a mouth full of Tabasco
In hell Newports, out come
Inhale haze, the is bad though
In hell days, Is like of cash flow
Never ending, pretending, the Devil is in me
Whoever should tempt me, is for I
That's some Morbid shit, but it's this way till I have to it quits
Some days I get mad and my fist
Should I black out? Ask the
French kiss Death, playing mad
The high school out, valedictorian
The sixth man, I have to score
Cause I may never the ball again
Laugh at Charles, that's some Charlie shit
Have a hit, call it mean
I want Charlie to shine, you want Charlie
I'm Martin Sheen, I fathered this
Tough to swallow, swallow this dick
I am nice, it bitch
Simone Porter that's my baby, thought of cheatin'
I smell her scent in the air, the world is (Porter) Rican
I'm sort of speaking,
The more that you think it, the more the meaning, is me
No quarter keeping, I'm trying to ball out
Go all out, in the lab I fall out
Call out my name, I won't
This cancer, makes me feel like an old dancer
I can't move making a face, can't sleep,
Can't eat, breaking a plate,
Line down the middle, man
I'm safe at the plate, take it
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, keep your day job
I pods, put it in your eye
Call it eye pods, Look the sky
I Sun gon' forever
So as as I'm here, you niggas need to get your rhymes together
I could forever
Would rhyme for single time, niggas try to rob my leather
Cause they I was a geek
That didn't pop Berettas, now sayin
They wanna get together, Nah
Not enough weed, for me to be cool
With you shaky mother saying, "trust me"
I just breath, believe
is telepopmusik
to me
Fuck me
You not fuck with me
Cause your boy here, dangerous like, the beat
Cause this, is, serious, the industry got me
I know what it is, I'm not it
It's predictable rhymin' serious, and delirious
With period, so it is.
Period. Uh
Fuck college, I up in Ithica
Cause of the Chanel bitch, I fucked up in
Excuse me? Huh? What? Give a
Nigga, what is "fuck" that I'm giving up?
I'm never giving up, am I tapping out
I'm a fighter, and that's what I rap
I'm never giving up, am I tapping out
I'm a fighter, and what I rap about

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

Hamilton

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