Luyện nghe bài hát Hi-Dea's

Sometimes it feels
All I do is beats smoke weed
And come up with these hi-deas, hi-deas
I make beats smoke weed
And come up these hi-deas

I took a puff pass, before I finished touching up the track
Now my minds in circles and running laps
Trying to figure to write and come up with these raps
But Im struggling and trying to surpass my past
Scribbling these with these concepts and topics
Feeling like my has almost been exhausted
Im burning out trying to come up with these
heres an idea,
I write a about what I love and hate
I love to get the munchies but I hate the stomach aches
I love getting but hate it the next morning
Hate the sound check, but always lovin' the
Love for the ladies a lot of self confidence
But hate the attitude learn to take a fucking
Hate for the critics and nah
Its to the draw board lets give them what they calling for
Im at so many and been so many places
Thats why I want to a song called forgotten faces
A lot of friends come and gone and Ill always remember them
But I cant put a in my head that resembles them
And these are real that I hung every day
They built my character and attitude in many
From my teacher to my coaches to my school yard
Maybe someday Ill see face again
What a

Aight let me try different,
Bring the in

And Ive been trying to write a love for my girl since I met her
real romantic like lets get fat together
Sometimes nothings better than sitting on the couch whatever
Watching movie clips with taco chips and nacho dips and (mhmm)
We had a couple ups and down and it through
Love each other, our family, our sex and our
These are words on my pencil on this instrumental
Or maybe I should switch it up a bit adjust the tempo
I change the beat if the topic working
Fall on the floor thats perfect current
Following the formula is what you stand for?
How come all these douche bags keep running the dance
Douche douche bag
Do it like this and you too can a douche hit
You talking big game but never gonna do
Your girl aint right tell her douche it
Dance, nah it back to the music
I had this hi-dea about and roll
And how I think its similar to the way that hip hop will
They thought it was a fad made by Americans
And no mother or dad any children hearing 'em
Hated by the church they called it devil
Now these Christian bands encourages kids to do it
Time everything I see it right now
It aint hip hop or rock & roll its a lifestyle

All I do is make beats weed
And come up these hi-deas, crazy hi-deas
I just beats smoke weed
And up with these hi-deas, yeah
And now Im getting so high

I was goin' to write a track called clichs, just talk about all those you see
Those clichs you hear in
I was goin to a track called small town, I come from a small town
things are a little bit slower
Everybody knows your name its just a little
I was goin to write a track called I know I do it but I love too
Like smoking this weed, guilty
Yeah hi-deas