Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Bliss

[Melanie & Wale chorus:]
Babe, you know it gets no than this,
It's like on a rainy day,
It's like a could you take me away?
me away.
Away.
It's a bliss.

When you feel this (Beautiful bliss)
When you spill out (Beautiful bliss)
When you fly as a
And you with tints
And you aint a bit now baby.

[Wale 1:]
Fresh out the
Fresh out the tan with the
Like Sean thinking, hmm
I'm to get it like Sean get it
If Lord a mill' and a milf bright skinnded
It's blemishes and life system
But I'm it foundation when I write lyrics
That anvil night hard mine is knickers
Maybe not quite the star but my in it
When Brett meet Brett Favre
A sharp shooter well any figure four
You see my figure more or less some more
I invest in my larynx and and this voice I project
My pro-ject is what pros inject
And niggas so fly I should be droved in
It's ironic they me a fresh breath no joke
You see them boys me to the 'Scope, right?

[J. verse 2:]
I phone home to the real they wanna' just how it feel
Who woulda thought a lil' nigga the 'Ville could get a deal
And them niggas at the top we want yo' spot we are for real
And yet we heard you got it locked but like them we on your Heels
So you be on your toes nigga
Especially on your flows
man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes Nigga
Catch me on doorstep
You see me let me in
All I do is eat
I'm like the lesbian
all I wanna' do is ball on TV knee ESPN
They I'm 'bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends."
And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so me Then
Where all the girls we knew scream, "Fuck you"
let me in
I'm in a class of my own
And with Hov
Hoping that he pass the
He just the Patron
And he givin' dog is earned
If you just in dog you learn
I let you see the light
I'm like the prison yard I
For that living large but mama I done yet
Sit and watch your son rise
Kick and know your son set
I ain't run yet
And will
Nas told me a bitch
Pac said, "Fuck the and I ain't cum yet."
You up
My punchlines like gut
I'm raw dog
I'm sex
I'm on
I'm up
I'm God
I'm
So stress
You can get the fuck from me
And if you listening know you
Where the fuck found me
Im the 'Ville boy
(Ay Wale, looking.)

[Wale 3:]
day up in my ES
it was an LS
But e-lastic is my
it
I don't be like relaxed muscles
feedback ain't flexing
Then you can keep it
Like a
we not in summer
They like A list
They not no
Too much practice now for me to
So any beat that
I breathe on and
Leave it a female Dijon a puncture
Waiting showing you her beauty if she's
It's like the of a paintin' or a lakehead
This shit's how my day is
Peep me how I'm raising up the for Nathan
Capital I'm like I'm through punctuating
Or keys or it I placement 'cause
Shift the get your capital raised up
(Mother fucker)

(Ha, yeah. Bump it, bump it. To my beautiful, uhh. is my beautiful, uhh.
This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. is my beautiful, uhh.
is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.)