Luyện nghe bài hát Contemplate

(Verse 1)
Dear sweetheart, boo
up to?
More club
I call her, no
Her phone in the bag, she
Its four now, the clubs
I call her, but oh up
Yall what? ignore button
Or the phone die, hope for it
That bag I bought her
Caught the attention of niggas on it
cellphone that I bought
Is probably filled some other niggas numbers
So it leaves me to
Why do I still promise to love
Cut me off every time im
Which means she ain't never hear
I say "stay", she leave
She get her point so I gotta let her be
Ima let her be by herself in
But five from now I bet she see
the club gets played
The you crave are no longer escapes
And no for dates
You a husband, but no one has a cape
Now you "wait"
And I aint to hear what you wanting to say
It feels to be over you, babe
So play shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
play this while you contemplate
play this while you contemplate

(Chorus)
Who am I for?
Is my limit?
Can I endure more?
Chances are
existing

Who am I living
Is my limit?
Can I endure some
are giving
Questions

(Verse 2)
people, they talking
Them lights, on me
This life I
But I aint know, til I it
To be honest, im
One hater for every on it
One day is applauding
The day you is everybody target
Why bother? why to em?
Where God at? I to call Him
My knees on the ground, Dear
Don't let me break, make me stronger
How much longer, will it
Well my heart is giving will they it
When my song is over they need me?
how quickly they find a new leader
Questioning the whole
In the viper room with me and river phoenix
With love and late washington
With a note there and im of reading
aint her, chris benoit
Heath said the nights gonna be dark
Feel the size of a ...? & low
theater I might just not go
Franky lymon the lime light old
so in a while im schitzo
I cant cope, I cant
I cant breathe, this me
This easy, im thinking
Am I this for them or me?
I cant think, am I doing this for or me?

(Chorus)
Who am I for?
Is this my
Can I some more?
are giving
Questions

Who am I living
Is my limit?
Can I some more?
Chances are
Questions