Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Computer

I've so far
Couldn't you how far
Feels as though I have
A million at once
Many I have lived
Many battles I've
I've fought, and
1]
Mass
rulers
What's up to you
[?]
That's
I'm past the
I'm past the
The body is
A bad
A ghost, a
With massive
Can't threaten a nigga me
death I'd be glad to do it
And sprinkle my ashes on my Mac
And rap it
While blastin'
And say that's the
Thats the

If you're for trouble
You ain't look far
the presence of dark

2]
The year is
Niggas is clappin' and in church, waiting for Jesus to come back alive
Niggas is still (conscious), waiting on E.T. to out the sky
Stop all crimes, mentally ill and out of their mind
Niggas-niggas-niggas-niggas is still awaiting for fleck to get some
Niggas is still Damn, I was just talkin' to so-and-so the other day, how did they die? Why?
Niggas is still (conscious), for politicians to admit that they lied
Since we all comrades, (let them niggas pre-locked up in contracts)
You accept its generous, just 'cause the man let his boot off your neck just a little bit
If that shit - if that - if that shit was threatening, you wouldn't know that it did exist
They wouldn't - they wouldn't - would've hid that shit from you, like all of your history
They brought - they brought - brought Bill Nye back from the dead just to get at me
They sent so agents my way, I could start an agency
(You are conscious)
It's all branding, all about branding, feel like a fraternity, niggas wanna brand me
Niggas want Grammys, niggas families, niggas think I'm crazy, I don't own a damn thing
Where the fuck's the manual? They can't me, they can't understand me
All shit must go, all that shit is trash, there is not a Plan B
(You are conscious)
Where do all of that go, where we gon' end up, we all landing?
is just a shit-show, this is just a Citgo, I am only passing
(You are conscious)

I've so far
Couldn't you how far
as though I have been
A places at once
lives I have lived
Many battles I've
I've fought, and
If you're for trouble
You ain't look far
Without the of dark
be any stars
You may who I am
But do you know who you
(You are, you are)
roads, they don't go nowhere
These are a dead end
I've had my of losses
I've had my of lessons
And I sure know hell is
And I ask you question
If we, ourselves, ain't
Then how could we know what is like?