Luyện nghe bài hát The Real Me

I stare at my in the mirror,
Why am I this to myself?
my mind on a tiny error,
I'm like the real me, I'm myself..

1]

So we start running on the thing that we really want,
But it dont work out we taught,
Sometimes I really really care for your ass,
You clean my stuff, do thing and pleasure,
Though this not last, you mad but I extend the measure,
The I have for some women indeed,
In times of need, when I really needa proceed,
We like, feeders and tryna succeed,
Horrorcore or not, this is me on happy shit,
Crappy hit, let em what I need to do to come around and
Be different, and extend wisdom
bitch hates me, but she love my music,
And my movement,
she more of a fan to me and else really,
I into all that love shit till my bitch get my fucken CD from the shelf,
So we know it is to back track, and come and see the real me,
Rise and in time and just be what you really wanna be.

2]

I still hard, for every single dime,
All the wasted on a girl, nope I'll never get that back,
I finna react, but I do,
I just humble, lay low invisible
Never man, complaining is for quitters,
I dont really do that even if I'm a sinner,
I say dont live for love, love to live,
You im based, I dont really give a fuck at all,
Dont know if college is for me, hope I dont a normal job
Whats wrong wit yourself? Everybody just tryna
Do their own thing, smoke own marijuana,
And they just wanna, so quick,
While I the basics,
My erases,
of doubt that any of ya'll have,
Incorporate everything into lil plan
true hard work pays off,
You do it for the man.