Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Bliss

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

When you feel like (Beautiful bliss)
you spill 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 the clippers
Sean Lippet thinking, hmm
I'm trying to get it like get it
If Lord a mill' and a milf bright skinnded
It's slight and life system
But I'm it foundation when I write lyrics
That anvil hard mine is bright knickers
Maybe not quite the star but my in it
When Hart meet Brett Favre
A sharp shooter exceeding any figure four
You see my figure more or stick some more
I invest in my larynx and lungs and voice I project
My pro-ject is like what inject
And niggas so fly I should be in jets
ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
You see boys sign me to the 'Scope, right?

[J. Cole 2:]
I phone home to the real they know just how it feel
Who woulda thought a lil' nigga the 'Ville could get a deal
And tell niggas at the top we want yo' spot we are for real
And yet we heard you got it locked but like them socks we on your
So you best be on your toes
Especially on your flows
'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 freaky
Know all I wanna' do is on TV knee ESPN
They heard I'm 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 we knew that scream, "Fuck you"
let me in
I'm in a class of my own
And dinner Hov
Hoping that he pass the
He pass the Patron
And he givin' dog is earned
If you just live in dog you
I let you niggas see the
I'm the prison yard I yearn
For that living large but mama I done yet
Sit back and watch son rise
Kick back and your son set
I ain't run yet
And never
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 fuck from me
And if you listening you wondering
the fuck 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 don't be stressed like muscles
feedback ain't flexing
Then you can keep it
a muffler
When we not in
They like A actors
They not no
Too much practice now for me to
So any that function
I breathe on and
Leave it like a Dijon a puncture
Waiting showing you her beauty if naked
It's like the view of a or a lakehead
This how beautiful my day is
me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan
Capital I'm raising I'm through punctuating
Or shift or it I placement 'cause
the keys get your capital raised up
(Mother fucker)

(Ha, yeah. Bump it, it. To my beautiful, uhh. This 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.)