Luyện nghe bài hát Beauty of the Unhidden Heart

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Original chucks on. Laced up I'm taking them on a run.
They're begging me not to kill it I em' I'm havin' fun
They're asking me how I do it, I them get on the rail
Meaning get on your grind. I'm now what is the deal.
My size 11's skate on the surface hovercrafts
A you think that I was a Thundercat
I run with cuz my village calling me son of Sam.
Simply when I come around they st-st-st- stuttering
My body's tatted they say I look graffiti
That's why I be on the roll regulars try to read me
The way people be staring you'd think that I was a TV
But when it comes to the haters, I see them like Stevie
But I be repeats of dead rappers like 6th sense
My competition worth nothin' like 6 cents
Misfit, I swear I'm sick s***, think I was Ryan Sheckler by the way I make the kicks flip
Too cool hands shakes and dap serving all of fools like pancakes and snacks
Whoever thought that I wouldn't be damaging the tracks wall pulling own leg like hamstrings and calves

I am the only great
Body look like a canvas, skin is covered with tats and chucks are the classics, look like I'm in the past
Turn the up
100 and runnin'
turn the up
what'd I these people
the noise up
transformer on my arm like a droid. YUP!
I am the only white
Anytime's my time, any day's grind
no chain needed, I am just a star,
Turn the up
100 words and runnin' turn the up
What'd I tell people
Turn the up
Best rapper alive, Kells, Kells

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Uh, I'm so beyond my time, the Michael Angelo of the millennium
I roll it up and get higher than
My rap's braille the way the be feelin' 'em
Midwest all the way to other side of the
Back, EST is in the spot now
We be the crew all of these try to jock now
The types of dudes make ya mouth drop down
Faces looking like we guzzlin' Ciroc down
We're just city slickers in search of bigger figures
This is more a game my business isn't a scrimmage
And I be with the cause I'm trying to be the illest with them Die Hard fans like Bruce Willis
Pow, Pow
I'm in the cut like alcohol in the
But I'm tripping like I popped on the moon
on killing tracks like I'm rapping them from the tomb
R.I.P. to this instrumental lighters up for the
morning I wake up and put my fitted on
Which means day I wake up and put my city on
Cleveland we ready turn the MIDI on
Kid Kells, feeling like a million

I am the great white
Body look like a canvas, is covered with tats and chucks are always the classics, look like I'm in the past
the noise up
100 words and
the noise up
what'd I tell people
turn the up
tatted on my arm like a droid. YUP!
I am the only great
Anytime's my time, any grind time
no chain needed, I am just a star,
Turn the up
100 words and runnin' turn the up
I tell these people
Turn the up
Best rapper alive, Kells, Kells