Luyện nghe bài hát Loonie

["loonie" throughout the song]

[Verse 1:
Yeah, as I drop my coin into the machine
My eyes double in size, you stop a fiend
And it doesn't make a difference if I got the
All I need to succeed is in threes
I'm feelin uneasy, and unrational
Bettin on my life, to double up my capital (ha)
make it back, I don't worry what the cost
Tomorrow I'll be here and I'll win back what I
Win some, some, consumed every day (day)
I started my crew, now I sit alone and play (play)
I'm crazy, I'm lonely, I feel I barely me
I'm through it, one more loonie, am I losin it?

[Verse 2:
A new penned, another one spins
One mixed in as the other one
I wonderin if the one I just
be gripped by the DJ's fingertips
Slipped out of the crate, out the
Laid on the technique and out my speak-ers
Ears glued to the and wait
For my song's debut and my SOCAN
And when the song don't play, smile gets
Fingers ball up, walls get right
Ouch, I can't absorb the
I go "Psycho", killer, Norman

x4]
I gets loc'd and
I, I get

3: Shad K]
You ever read 40 classics, for classes, for your Master's
And while on rappin, crashin on a little mattress?
It's madness but fact is I, I to pass
'Cause the masses still don't got a who Shad is
No to afford a DJ, I'm scratch less
Just in class or ironically with that kid
Out of class and in school fast
up on what's happened, after mad distractions
Imagine S-K all rappin
And an essay, then next day, on the flight, no relaxin
And I get paid
All I late penalties, couple C's and a headache

[Verse 4: DL
RFI chips and kids got Intel me
Don't bother to things down
Tip of my full keypad, 'Shift', 'Tab', backslash, deleted
My album hit the world web half completed
A few weeks prior to I chose to release it
I hear it blarin out Bluetooth stereo speakers
The boy genius all necessary features
So I know them Blackberrys got 3G kid
And here's my thesis, we with beepers
Now I got more gadgets than a kid
Plus I frequent, indecent
If I my iPhone, there go all my secrets
I'm

[Verse 5: 65]
For me it's the tedium, mass media, the glare
and it's the broken glass everywhere
Stress complex, the pressure in
Bad news and taboos, as sex objects
Nipple slips, the price of gas, twice as fast, flips
Makin crack, my achin and crippled hips
The bag of green, the never gag machine
Booze and drugs, and plugs, in People magazine
for nothin, a payment to fight
The rise of advertising, Tonight
Span of limbs, Kim's, throws of passion
Runnin yokes and funny and shows of fashion