Luyện nghe bài hát Everlasting

Now sittin' in the bathtub, to the Isley
Brothers and others outside my door to despise me
Reminds me that everyone ain't cool, the is jealous
Never understand when my momma use to tell us

"Don't take food outside around your friends
you got enough to feed the neighborhood"

The has just began, follow me now
Act 1, scene 2, the date 1/1/96, the time I don't
Mood disturbed, Ray goes on to say trying to get over
Like niggas with the blinker on, I got my thinker on

So I'm like word, how every you want to act is
That is real, as fishing raw I might be God
But I'm in the bathtub, so if you got cattle you best be fasting
For 7 days and 7 nights we

on a quest to get my class ring
Just from white folks
I if it's the last thing I do

Yeah, know what I'm sayin'? I'm gonna tell you like this
Just cause I live the apartment don't
you can keep puttin' notes my windshield
I tell you, shortie, gonna bust your ass that shit

Hey y'all, hey y'all, hey y'all,
Back up in this rippin' tracks like I'm suppose
Tommy and Ralph don't like niggas to wear they clothes
Where your proof at? that?
shit like those keepin' the rumors up

I wish I lived in a fuckin'
I ride the streets in Lexus, all these hoes be saved
Go to college, get a job because all you to do is shake
I use to hit club, niggas, but I gave that a break
Just like Maaco, Waco, it to the ground

I bet you eatin' pork your partners ain't around
Backdraft things are Shaft these hoes
Just like suppose to, quote you
"Big Boi is the pimp ass nigga formed you"

Like pottery, sloppily playin' hoes the
OutKast did the dirt and now you swear your shit is see
You bit beats, we makin' hits, so me your flag back
I'm in the swats, so you may call me Daddy Fatsack
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? Like this

One in a million men passing the J off in the
Don't y'all smoke a of pounds and get tore up y'all
And tear the devil headquarter to the grizzound
Is how we hit and puff a couple of good pounds of good weed

PeeWee, my Little Beewee
We need a 50 box of and some bouncin' titties
From the the flame niggas too is sharin' sequels
payin' for no pussy
You can shake it, you can it to your self hoe

You left your morals at the door, when you steeped in, in
Nigga, baby is at the beach, so now you wondering
Why your nigga bust you in the fore, head
Ain't no there, so you just assed out like breech

slivery got you swung on these types of things
Go on from here to Bornhome to
England, Wall to y'all street
Sometime I get and it throws a nigga like me off beat

But I'm on it
Because we last forever, good, don't it?
Rattling in trunks like Fambu and the component
Said, "That's it, man, that shit on and on and on and I'm out"