Luyện nghe bài hát Fake I.D.

Ladies and gentleman, my name is Macklemore, this is my music and it feels so damn good right about now. Check it I got a story, yo it a little something like...

I was 17 I was staying in NYC
And my homie me where I could get a fake Id
"Aiyo son you better get that shit you in NY"
So I hopped on the and I gave it a try
Plesant surprise the Id looked
5'9, blues eyes, in 1979
Nervous as hell I went to the store my homie
Came out and "Dawg they sold me a 40"
You know I was the man
Buying the contraband with a ass hologram
No more for bums, standing in the rain
Stranded on Broadway and 'em all my change
For the rest of the man I was on fades
17, had it made, drunk everyday
Eh, I got treated a new way
Because of a piece of plastic that I was of age

You know what I'm saying, all of a sudden you get little piece of plastic and you're in the club.

Now for the three years I had so much fun
Getting drunk in Hip-Hop where you had to be 21
one day I was walking and I saw a sign
That said 21 up and live
hella tight
Aiyo I he always ripped it
So I hopped up in my Civic and went out to by a
When I got up the the the bouncer checking Id's
Looks at and he's like "Nah we don't take these"
I tried to reach and grab my shit
But the fucker was tougher than Shaq, on crack
I should of punched him, but I have reached his knee cap

And that probably have hurt him very much

He kept laughing and smilin' and he called me a dumb
And if I would of let myself I would have in public
Oh no, I'm like it back bro
But no, my Id was by the Caucasian Deebo

Ha I'm laughing right now but at the time it really was not funny and it's still not very funny.

Bitch why you got to my Id?
Why do I have to be 21 to a Long Island Ice tea?
I hate bouncers with their bald heads and ten foot long legs and shirts that they outgrew when they were ten
Get 'em
Your mother is for having you
You're a bouncer you have a small dick and as a kid everyone laughed at you
Get 'em
You're too big and you never to listen
You look injected with the shit give to KFC chickens
Get 'em
I don't like ya, at all I you
If I was tall I would you
If I was a dog I bite you
Every single day you people cry
And your job is to go and ruin lives
Ok I'm going too far aren't all bad
I'm they make great husbands and really strong dads
But hopefully you a lesson from me
Never take an fake Id

Yup, I said never take an MC's Id
You could be and tough, it don't matter to me
'Cause you're going to get burned if you to MCs