Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces v2

[Intro: Sweatshirt]
Yeah you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song a damn rapper. Aww man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich, damn

1: Earl 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 it's company
I ain't know we were on the of the money
Tryna get a few under custody
And my twin was all Sid's brothers
So my kin gully and my toughened
Thick lens my eyes, nah
They bright, nigga, I'm just now
And if this a different way to clear my out
I need to out, I'm doin' fine now
And I don't look as stupid I talk now
And everybody at the show look
And posted up
In the cut so much it's pus 'round me
Catch him in the or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux's lousy then you can't sit us, nah
Can't call it harsh livin' 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 talkin' cause he ain't workin'
Like a long distance,
Who you know that's out that's than this?
Chargin' like a Tom Lister win, nigga
Slight frown on the on the brim, color brown
wild on the route that was picked
When the branch out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin'

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

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' like [?]
Just at the state he's in
The most acclaimed, slang contortionist
That ain't suckin' corporate
Said it with my balls in
hand got a cork to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
Walked in and said I needed all the
As well as the one on my
like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
Cops lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants bein' filed for the cases
And them drugs get obtained by cost
You ain't Superman while cape was off
Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise
Tryna see the bright side of
And a just keep comin' back with a Golf picture
It's like liquor, and see people are books
So you a mothafucka by the first page
And a bitch by the cover
[?] so the text
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on
said my shit was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his last

[Hook: Mac

3: Mac Miller]
Isn't he off the ups and downs.
Got a little wit me, put it in a for now
She was to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now?
And I'm out on this dusty couch
In a big ugly house, I told the bitch slow down
runnin' your mouth
You holdin' my money, shut up and count
My right nostril worked in a week
Plus the plug got work, like he for a sheep
Me, I'm swervin' in the
Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the
How I'm my shit'll wake a baby up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life been afraid of powder
All my life I've been of power
did all that go?
The long decision always my phone
Last I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger than a quarter
That can me from the war unknown
to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh
The on the other side of the glory hole
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the in the road
Look at all these new
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal [?]
the put the weed in the sole of my blue Asics
Hate myself up to
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Mary
I've never been but I feel like the scripture's got it all there
not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my last breath
I'ma take my time, cause go out the same way I came in
by the pussy with nothin' on my mind

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