Luyện nghe bài hát Wake Up

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

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

Yes I am who I say I am, I'm
I'm flying high, and that's the
So shake my hand
I don't a damn, how you feel

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

1:]
you, Mr.Fiasco
Now me rip like and asshole
When a shit on a flagpole
You get in this biz, if you mad slow
I'm Sonic in this bitch, cause I'm so,
up or drop down when this cat flow
I spit flames, got a mouth of Tabasco
In Newports, out come tobacco
Inhale haze, the is bad though
In hell days, Is mountains of cash flow
Never ending, Never pretending, the is in me
Whoever should tempt me, is for I
That's Morbid shit, but it's this way till I have to call it quits
days I get mad and bald my fist
Should I black out? Ask the
French Death, playing mad accordion
The high drop out, valedictorian
The sixth man, I have to score
Cause I may never have the ball
Laugh at Charles, because some Charlie shit
Have a Marley hit, it mean
I want Charlie to shine, you want Charlie
I'm Sheen, I fathered this shit
pill to swallow, swallow this dick
I am nice, acknowledge it
Simone Porter my baby, never thought of cheatin'
I smell her scent in the air, the is Puerto (Porter) Rican
I'm of speaking, Metaphorically
The more you think it, the more that the meaning, is me
No quarter keeping, I'm trying to ball out
Go all out, in the lab I fall out
out my name, I won't answer
This cancer, makes me feel like an old dancer
I can't move making a face, can't sleep,
Can't eat, without a plate,
drive down the middle, man
I'm safe at the plate, take it
The umpire a mistake
I'm OUT
Uh...

Forgot I had at bat
Bottom of the ninth yeah I'm loving fact
A-Rod meets
L-E-S, keep your day job
I make pods, put it in eye
it eye pods, Look into the sky
I Sun gon' shine
So as long as I'm here, you niggas need to get your rhymes
I could rhyme
Would rhyme for ever-y time, niggas try to rob my leather
Cause they knew I was a
That didn't pop Berettas, now niggas
wanna get chopped together, Nah
Not enough weed, for me to be cool
With you shaky fucker saying, "trust me"
I just breath, believe
is telepopmusik
to me
Fuck me
You not fuck with me
your boy here, dangerous like, the Busta beat
Cause this, is, serious, the industry got me
I know it is, I'm not hearing it
It's predictable like rhymin' serious, and
With period, so it is.
Period. Uh
Fuck college, I up in Ithica
Cause of the Chanel bitch, I up in Ithica
Excuse me? Huh? Give a fuck?
Nigga, what is "fuck" that I'm giving up?
I'm never up, never am I tapping out
I'm a fighter, and that's I rap about
I'm never up, never am I tapping out
I'm a fighter, and that's what I rap

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

Hamilton

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