Luyện nghe bài hát Wake Up

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

Turn Superman. Dig?
It's a feeling, you know?
I really 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 high, and that's the plan
So don't shake my
I give a damn, how you feel

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

1:]
you, Mr.Fiasco
Now watch me rip and asshole
taking a shit on a flagpole
You get rape in this biz, if you mad
I'm Sonic in this bitch, cause I'm so,
Catch up or drop when this cat flow
I spit flames, got a mouth of Tabasco
In hell Newports, out tobacco
haze, the outcome is bad though
In hell days, Is like of cash flow
Never ending, pretending, the Devil is in me
Whoever should me, is asking 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 out? Ask the audience
French kiss Death, mad accordion
The high school out, valedictorian
The sixth man, I have to score
Cause I may never the ball again
at Charles, because that's some Charlie shit
Have a Marley hit, it mean
I want to shine, you want Charlie Sheen
I'm Sheen, I fathered this shit
Tough pill to swallow, swallow this
I am nice, it bitch
Porter that's my baby, never thought of cheatin'
I smell her scent in the air, the world is Puerto (Porter)
I'm of speaking, Metaphorically
The more that you think it, the more the meaning, is me
No more quarter keeping, I'm to ball out
Go all out, in the lab 'till I out
Call out my name, I answer
This soul cancer, me feel like an old dancer
I can't without making a face, can't sleep,
Can't eat, breaking a plate,
Line down the middle, man
I'm safe at the plate, take it
The made a mistake
I'm OUT
Uh...

Forgot I had at bat
Bottom of the ninth yeah I'm loving that
A-Rod meets
L-E-S, nigga your day job
I pods, put it in your eye
Call it eye pods, Look the sky
I Sun gon' shine
So as long as I'm here, you niggas need to get your together
I rhyme forever
Would for ever-y single time, niggas try to rob my leather
they knew I was a geek
That didn't pop Berettas, now niggas
They get chopped together, Nah
Not enough weed, for me to be cool
you shaky mother fucker saying, "trust me"
I just breath, believe
This is
to me
Fuck me
You not fuck with me
Cause your boy here, dangerous like, the beat
this, is, serious, the industry got me delirious
I know what it is, I'm not 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? What? a fuck?
Nigga, what is "fuck" that I'm giving up?
I'm never giving up, never am I out
I'm a fighter, and that's I rap about
I'm never giving up, never am I out
I'm a fighter, and that's what I rap

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

Hamilton

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