Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

[Intro: Earl
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: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we still on the bus, nigga
Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush
When it wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like 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 Sid's
So my kin gully and my skin
Thick lens my eyes, nah
They bright, nigga, I'm just now
And if this a different way to my mind out
I to find out, I'm doin' fine now
And I don't as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the look astound
And posted up
In the cut so much that pus 'round me
him in the daytime or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux's lousy you can't sit with us, nah
Can't it harsh livin' when the margin
you and all these fuck niggas
Is about as as it gets
And you workin', and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' he ain't workin'
Like a distance, bitch
Who you know that's out harder than this?
Chargin' niggas like a Tom Lister win,
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, brown
Runnin' on the route that was picked
the clouds branch out
I'm out my face in the shallow, drownin' again

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

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' like [?]
Just look at the he's in
The most acclaimed, slang contortionist
That ain't corporate dick
it with my balls in grip
Other got a cork to hit
All this be the sportsmanship
in and said I needed all the chips
As well as the one on my
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, laced, covered in odor
Cops still lockin' up for quotas
Brain still numb from the shit in the soda,
A lost
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants bein' filed for the cases
And them drugs get obtained by debatin'
You ain't while that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high
Tryna see the bright of life
And a nigga just keep comin' back a Golf picture
It's like hard liquor, and see people are
So you judge a mothafucka by the first
And a bitch by the back
[?] so the text
Real ones, I'm the last brother, they see me on stage
They said my was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his 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 dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the slow down
Stop your mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
My right nostril hasn't in a week
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 shit'll a baby up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life been afraid of powder
All my I've been afraid of power
Where did all go?
The long decision always my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' with the
I need somethin' stronger than a zone
That can me from the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in Alori Joh
The on the other side of the glory hole
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
Been a before [?]
Used the put the in the sole of my blue Asics
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 been religious but I feel like the got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, could be my last breath
I'ma take my time, cause I'ma go out the way I came in
Right by the pussy with nothin' on my

Mac Miller]
You are standing in the soul
You are speaking the shallow soul
Shallow
I've been drowning this shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
You are drinking from a soul
Shallow soul, soul
(fades)