Luyện nghe bài hát The Perfectionist

1)

Sitting on the couch with my head in my I need to think
Think fast, to set up a plan to get big
Lick said Im the man I know this
But its being my own fan
Im so thick, thick headed when it to the flow
My weapon
the go cause theres no better time than
The present, not a time to get a stepping
a hustle for a hustler if its the wrong direction
I a sec making all the right corrections
inspection make sure its perfected
Some neglected saying Im
But a record aint a less it really is impressive
Ive been infected the sickness of perfectionist
Like if you grab a hips and twist it your sexing it
It feels betta betta use of the
Every lesson, very
dont you even mention it

(chorus)

Cause if your trying and aint
And you just dont get it and it well
wont flow (X2)
Well
Real you can bet the music
Come my soul
From my
From my
I said the music comes from my
Sick with it with it
Till the
Rosh aint no joke
Aint no

(Verse 2)
I see the visions bigger than the big
Doing division with of dirt diggler
an liqueur play the role of an addiction
But afflicted for the
I remain a stickler
Slick thinker, quick picker
Bounty hunter for the and
I found a hundred of em
They be dumb enough drugging
with bubble gum I cover them, them,
and I tell their mother on em
grounded for sounding like a
clown not allowed out the for
Bringing our sound down, out
from the town but bromanted
may be granted they handed me
My
Bow down start it
New rules in and you all should
Expected it new is erect
Ash Roth be the president Im a
perfectionist

(chorus)

Cause if your trying and working
And you dont get it and it sound well
wont flow (X2)
Well
you can bet cause the music
Come my soul
From my
From my
I the music comes from my soul
with it games with it
Till the
Asher Rosh aint no
Aint no

(Beanie)
Kiss my is a b mac thing
Im on a road to the richest a
G-rap
Young and jump from the
he got king
Look who ran through castle
And your queen
I aint your average little rapper
Scrapper, I a backpacker
Im an gun clapper
I buck shot shorties and turning moon
Snap like cameras in dark rappers
Who arm full jacket
hambuger hell, get your potune captioned
You in deep water this practice
Your is cactus, cartoon rappers
I draw on like stick figures
Get the picture, I aint to trace nigga
You expected this from two
Rap

(chorus)

Cause if your trying and aint
And you just dont get it and it sound
Just wont (X2)
recognize
Real you can bet the music
Come my soul
From my
my soul
I the music comes from my soul
Sick with it games it
the limitsey
Asher Rosh no joke
no joke