Luyện nghe bài hát Breakfast

I
[Intro: Smith]
Alright, nigga, no fun and games, let's go (oh, fuck)
You, you set the for (what, me?) the future generation
Liar, yeah,

[Verse 1: Jaden
Slum village the feeling, get a beat
I bet you kill it (kill it)
Huh, you ain't ready for the high
Suck it right the ceiling (ceiling, yeah)
Look, my flow is sick as (yep)
I had to my baby out of jail (what?)
I'm me, and I do it well (damn)
You I'm wack, who are you to tell?
All you hype boys (silly)
You a like Piccadilly (yuh)
I do not care how you (no)
I you knew I'm a villain, (really?) yeah
I don't it when these jokers
at me sideways on a highway
'Cause you know, I'm to do it my way
'Til the blow, Pompeii
Jay driving it the way
I do not see what your
Lately, I European (dream)
Salmon, I'm upstream
Look, I don't why you a dog
Know I'm for the crown (yuh)
Drop an album, want to party
Get niggas out my house (out)
is Hidden Hills, how are you allowed
I cut the music, it was (do it)
You don't my respect
When I talk to Kendrick, man, I sit on the (yuh)
Just to get a reference
So we have no (shit)
My flow Call of prestige
Seeing your illusions (damn)
The Illuminati's real, the deal
a book so I can prove it (no)
All you just a nuisance
It's always been than the music (hey)
Now looking at my new 'fit
Couture on the floor of a Louis V store
And I'm I'm stupid
to Metro, we boomin' (yuh)
All the come together in a Tesla
And we

[Interlude: Jaden Smith & Rocky]
The you get the worse it gets I guess
Oh my God, that shit's so
You're all here this impossible, [?]
Look, exactly, so, I told her that [?]
suppose to [?]
That's what I'm to say, [?]
gotta be able to see it
That's I'm saying, bro
[?]
Yo, can I
[?]
At the same it's kinda difficult to get your money in cash when [?]
Yo, Flacko, let me you something

II
[Verse 2: Jaden
Yeah, ooh
This one's for all of my
B, sippin' lemonade
Skrt on the beat a centipede (skrt, skrt, skrt)
Yeah, squad fuck us heavily
Wack shit, I got a
Blow up like a of enemies
Sideline a felony
On the like a melody
I care what you telling me
I don't do nothing
'Til I tell you we
I won't be everything
Bad of shh, I'm a royal flush
in the building
You should know up, what's up, what's up
You call me on the
So don't you me up
Yeah, hah, whole squad blowin' up,

[Outro: Smith]
Breaking news there is a band of
Teenagers in north Los Angeles, Calabasas
paint, art pieces, blasting their new albums
There has a triple homicide by a man named Syre
So, you you can save rap music?