Luyện nghe bài hát JOY//Regrets

1]

Bow to the pages, that got through the
to the Lord, and pray to be rich man everybody famous
Everybody us,
wanna live this life to be aimless,
Eyes are amazing, I just wanna be so where the brain is,

gon' play, when they running up state, and the guns go blaze,
always gotta slay, when i think about the way, that im puffin on my

to me,
the blasphemy,
We just to breathe,
With a plumped up bitch just mad at me,
gotta spread rumors, it's a catastrophe,
Side eye to the and the Joe Blows,
You a thief and you go low,
to the Lord and the heathens,
The evils wanna free us,
Sick witted and you run a little, you no fun now, why you be so brittle,
But you, wrong for the pussy mane,
I know you wanna laugh but I feel your

Yeah we really apart,
Yeah we always gone when two of us,
Yeah we never ever gonna again,
You always gone when I need a friend,
Times when I never ever wanna it,
I don't score when I'm not needed,
You dip that's your own reasons,
Gotta all these old feelings,
taught to let go,
Fickle minded man and I so,
Mane, die with the beat, to the drums,
Sside with a snitch, and you lose my love,
to the battle,
to the battle,
Sick of all of the foolish, I'm rattled,
Spill blood to all of those diss us,
Rappers talk, but playing catch up,
Wow this games got you fucked up,
Play the heat, stash all the drugs,
Ride with a click, for the night,
Find what you like, die for the fight,
Yeah,
But is scary,
Like that night you were meant to me,
no fucks, not necessary,
I got too, try a be a

(BRAP, BRAP, BRAP)

Please pray to lord that I need that (Jesus),
Pray to the poor, I this (need this) please offer to fall your legions (legions),
please don't die for the (heathens),
Please don't die for the false, just help me to help you the most,
Please tell me what the hell I need,
Please guide me to finally see

[Male
trusted like you stepped on ice,
Knife in the back, everybody wanna yo life,
You I would be trouble, you were dead on right,
Stare at in the mirror and reflect on mine

[Female

There's way too dramas to leave behind us,
Why do the reminders to find us,
Cause time I close my eyes, I feel it, I can conceal it,
I them nights, with you yeah,
And them texts you lying ooo babe

Oh who the are we kidding,
It's a young city slicker that we livin',
But now I know,
Was this even or just for show?
I swear i hate this feeling