Luyện nghe bài hát New Faces

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

1: Earl Sweatshirt]
In '09, we still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't a brush
When it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck me
Fore I cleaned up a bit it's company comin'
I ain't know we on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks custody
And my twin brothers was all Syd's
So my kin gully and my toughened
And lens coverin' my eyes now
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a different way to clear my out
I need to out, I'm doing fine now
And I don't as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the show astounded
And posted up
In the cut so that it's pus 'round me
Catch him in the daytime or dusk
out the pound, [?]
If your tux then you can't sit with us, nah
Can't it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all these niggas
Is as large as it gets
And you workin', arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' cause he workin'
a long distance, bitch
Who you know that's out that's than this?
Chargin' niggas a Tomlison win, nigga
frown on the brow on the brim, color brown
Runnin' wild on the route that was
When the branch out
I'm out my face in the shallow, drownin' again

Mac Miller]
I've been with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
You are drinkin' a shallow soul
soul, shallow soul

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' like Vigo
Just look at the he's in
The most critically acclaimed, slang
That suckin' corporate dick
it with my balls in grip
Other got a cork to hit
All this Ralph be the
Walked in and said I all the chips
As well as the one on my
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, laced, covered in odor
Cops lockin' niggas up for quotas
still numb from the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants bein' for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin'
You Superman while that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his rise
Tryna see the side of life
And a just keep comin' back with a dark picture
like hard liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a mothafucka by the page
And a by the back cover
The [?]The is long-sleeved, so the tats covered
Real ones, I'm the last brother, they see me on stage
said my shit was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his number

[Hook: Mac

3: Mac Miller]
Isn't he dizzy off the and down's
Got a little Whitney, put it in a for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the I wanna die now?
And I'm strung out on dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I the bitch slow down
Stop your mouth
You my money, just shut up and count
My right nostril hasn't worked in a
Plus the plug got work, like he servin' for a
Me, I'm in the Jeep
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 I've been of powder
All my life I've afraid of power
Where did all go?
The long decision always called my
Last supper I was fuckin' with the
I somethin' stronger than a quarter zone
That can save me the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Joh
The devil on the other side of the hole
Any time, any place, you could bet eat
Cause my hand on the and the fork in the road
at all these new faces
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the plane but leavin' in suitcases
Been a before schedule digital
Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue
myself up to strangers
But the raps are way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Hail
I've been religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, could be my last breath
take my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I came in
Right by the pussy with on my mind

[Outro: Mac
You are in the shallow soul
You are speaking with the shallow
Shallow
I've been with this shallow soul
soul, shallow soul
You are drinking a shallow soul
soul, shallow soul
(fades)