Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Bliss

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

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

[Wale 1:]
Fresh out the
out the tan with 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 life
But I'm giving it foundation when I lyrics
That anvil night hard mine is knickers
Maybe not quite the star but my in it
Brett Hart meet Brett Favre
A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure
You see my figure more or less stick more
I invest in my and lungs and this voice I project
My is like what pros inject
And niggas so fly I be droved in jets
It's ironic they me a fresh breath no joke
You see them sign me to the 'Scope, right?

[J. Cole 2:]
I phone home to the real they wanna' just how it feel
Who woulda thought a lil' from 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 your nigga
man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes Nigga
Catch me on your
You see me let me in
All I do is eat
I'm like the freaky
Know all I wanna' do is on TV knee ESPN
heard I'm 'bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends."
And all these rappers know just 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 dinner Hov
that he pass the baton
He just pass the
And he aint dog is earned
If you just in dog you learn
I let you see the light
I'm like the prison I yearn
For living large but mama I aint done yet
Sit and watch your son rise
Kick back and know son set
I ain't run yet
And will
Nas told me life's a
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 from around me
And if you listening you wondering
Where the fuck found me
Im the 'Ville boy
(Ay Wale, looking.)

[Wale 3:]
day up in my ES
it was an LS
But is my wallet
it
I don't be stressed relaxed muscles
Your feedback ain't
you can keep it running
Like a
we not in summer
They like A list
They not no
Too much now for me to malfunction
So any beat that
I on and puncture
Leave it like a female a puncture
Waiting showing you her if she's naked
It's the view 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 raising I'm through punctuating
Or shift keys or it I 'cause
the keys get your capital raised up
(Mother fucker)

(Ha, yeah. it, bump 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.)