Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Bliss

[Melanie Fiona & Wale
Babe, you know it gets no better this,
like sunshine on a rainy day,
It's a high could you take me away?
me away.
Away.
It's a bliss.

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

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

[J. verse 2:]
I phone home to the real wanna' know just how it feel
Who woulda thought a lil' nigga the 'Ville could get a deal
And tell them niggas at the top we want yo' spot we are for
And yet we you got it locked but like them socks we on your Heels
So you best be on your nigga
Especially on flows nigga
'Cause man they keep on 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 where I'm 'bout to go so catch me Then
Where all the girls we that scream, "Fuck you"
let me in
I'm definitely in a of my own
And with Hov
Hoping that he pass the
He just pass the
And he givin' dog is earned
If you just in dog you learn
I let you see the light
I'm like the prison I yearn
For that living but mama I aint done yet
Sit back and your son rise
Kick back and know son set
I ain't run yet
And never
Nas me life's a bitch
Pac said, "Fuck the and I ain't cum yet."
You up
My punchlines gut checks
I'm raw dog
I'm sex
I'm on
I'm up
I'm God
I'm
So fuck
You can get the fuck around me
And if you know you wondering
Where the they 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 be stressed like relaxed muscles
Your feedback ain't
Then you can it running
Like a
When we not in
They like A list
not no stunners
Too much now for me to malfunction
So any beat function
I breathe on and
Leave it like a Dijon a puncture
Waiting you her beauty if she's naked
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 capital for
Capital I'm like I'm through punctuating
Or shift or it I placement 'cause
Shift the keys get your capital 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.)