Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Bliss

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

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

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

[J. verse 2:]
I phone home to the they wanna' know just how it feel
Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the could get a deal
And tell them at the top we want yo' spot we are for real
And yet we heard you got it locked but like socks we on your Heels
So you be on your toes nigga
on your flows nigga
'Cause man they keep on checking for me all your hoes Nigga
me on your doorstep
You see me let me in
All I do is eat
I'm the freaky lesbian
Know all I do is ball on TV knee ESPN
They heard I'm to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends."
And all these know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch 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
that he pass the baton
He pass the Patron
And he givin' dog is earned
If you just in dog you learn
I let you niggas see the
I'm like the yard I yearn
For that living but mama I aint done yet
Sit back and your son rise
Kick back and your son set
Forever I run yet
And never
Nas told me life's a
Pac said, "Fuck the and I ain't cum yet."
You up
My like gut checks
I'm raw dog
I'm sex
I'm on
I'm up
I'm God
I'm
So stress
You can get the from around me
And if you listening you wondering
Where the fuck they me
Im from the boy
(Ay Wale, looking.)

[Wale 3:]
day up in my ES
it was an LS
But is my wallet
it
I be stressed like relaxed muscles
feedback ain't flexing
Then you can it running
a muffler
When we not in
They like A list
They not no
Too practice now for me to malfunction
So any beat function
I breathe on and
Leave it like a female a puncture
Waiting showing you her beauty if she's
like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead
This how beautiful my day is
Peep me how I'm raising up the for Nathan
Capital I'm raising like I'm through
Or shift keys or it I 'cause
Shift the keys get capital raised up
(Mother fucker)

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