Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Computer

I've so far
Couldn't you how far
Feels as I have been
A million places at
Many lives I have
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 is trash
A bad
A ghost, a
With tumors
Can't threaten a nigga me
With death I'd be to do it
And sprinkle my on my Mac computer
And rap it
While Future
And say that's the
the future

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

2]
The is 5625
is clappin' and stompin' in church, waiting for Jesus to come back alive
Niggas is still (conscious), on E.T. to come out the sky
Stop all these crimes, mentally ill and out of their
Niggas-niggas-niggas-niggas is still awaiting for fleck to get supplies
Niggas is still Damn, I was just talkin' to so-and-so the other day, how did they die? Why?
Niggas is (conscious), waiting for politicians to admit that they lied
Since we all comrades, (let them niggas pre-locked up in contracts)
You accept that its generous, just the man let his boot off your neck just a little bit
If that - if that shit - if that shit was threatening, you wouldn't know that it did exist
They wouldn't - they wouldn't - they would've hid shit from you, like all of your history
They - they brought - they 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 about branding, all about branding, feel like a fraternity, niggas brand me
Niggas want Grammys, niggas want families, niggas think I'm crazy, I don't own a damn
Where the the manual? They can't understand me, they can't understand me
All that shit must go, all that shit is trash, is not a Plan B
(You are conscious)
Where do all of that go, where we gon' end up, where we all
is just a shit-show, this is just a Citgo, I am only passing
(You are conscious)

I've so far
tell you how far
Feels as I have been
A million places at
lives I have lived
Many battles fought
fought, and lost
If you're looking for
You ain't gotta far
Without the of dark
Wouldn't be any
You may who I am
But do you know who you
(You are, you are)
These roads, don't go nowhere
These are a dead end
I've had my share of
I've had my of lessons
And I sure know hell is
And I ask you this
If we, ourselves, ain't
Then how we know what heaven is like?