Luyện nghe bài hát #Endoftheworld

[XV - 1]
Let me in your life, let me in your
Let me in your and get me in my zone
A hero on the page is I wanna be the most
But if we follow for a follow, me who gon lead us both
numeral flow, wallet full of C's
Turn into the alphabet so I can count G's
The loser who won too like you was the 3
After the cause they doubted the dream
I aint lost a thing in this but my mind
And reality so how could dreaming waste my time
I ask mine, hypothetical at times
Wonderin' if my rap minds matter after I line?
So I out of Facebook and get some real friends
Got off Twitter with niggas and set some real
And we gon' get it man while the spins
Cause everyday they try to say that the World

Followers followin', models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world
Is it the end of the World
Followers followin', role models
Niggas throwin' dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the yet?
Is it the end of the World

[XV - 2]
Young and invincible, by all the principles
cause all our principles would seem so fictional
Now we in a world that's so digital
at the minimal, niggas act like it's biblical
Typical I watch niggas thats at they
And not have one that felt pivotal
When I was I was wylin' but always had drive
They suspended my license and I got fly
Who change the World, not I
But I will the mind that does try
Thats a Pac line, see how it all
We could a leader after you follow
So sign out of Facebook and get some real
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some trends
And we gon get it while the spins
Cause everyday they try to say that the world
Is it yet?

[XV - 3]
Ugh, to Squaria I go
Its our future Odd Future you could know
Saw a nigga on Twitter say Vizzy will blow
I guess there are some that I'll spit that I never get to show
Over heads I go
I wrote on a flight next to this women that was white
She asked me what is you write, I said a rap song
She said: "really, sentences that long"
If you think rap is just drugs and gats then you dead
This is the paper my sons fund is made on
Those college kids at shows in the row with weight on
We change lives with these lines that hate on
Spit on tracks like simple and then kick back like Fei Long
I just want something that make you get life from it
Its more than a facebook, like or dislike button
So out of that and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set real trends