Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers

At the y'all
At the trumpet

I'm five on a good day six
I got of things need to fix
A chest and dimples in my face
With those i be pushin seven to eight
Guitar in my add a point to my score
No car me down to a four
Six feet a pair of blue eyes
Brings me back up to a

than less than equal to
You're making this way to
The value of seems to be dead
All walkin around with numbered halo's on our well

Threes want fours and fours want
Eights think nines much better lives
And it's a reasonable to ask
I guess all how ya doing the math
And i can sit and i can lie to you
And say this somethin' that i do
But i'm a nother number fool
calculaters' way overused

Greather than than equal to
making this way to mathematical
The value of personality seems to be
All walkin around with numbered halo's on our heads and i'm

one time
I wish i could have a
She'd be hot and she'd be mine just one
But for every nine a two starting back at you
wishing you do what you wanted the nine to eh

90% of the judicial system is based soley on superficial intuition
To me seems a bit stange
Only talk to who we think we might be kissn'
a lot of ideas to be dismissing
WE leave it to humans to choose the criteria we can't

It doesn't make sence no make sense doesn't make sense
For the to be where we are concentrating
In my minor sense i in my minor sense
Asymetrical
Simply
I'm a five on a day six
Got plenty of need to fix
I need a formua or some sort of plan to focus on the not the can