Luyện nghe bài hát Big Dreams In The City

(Verse 1: Orelias)

I this was it, since 93
Im talking bout big dreams in the
See where theyre on the block
store, selling rocks.
Absent father in my but I turned out aite.
Lost my best friend at the in 99.
Thats 99 problems but Im
The inner youth in Bayview just to survive.
Never was a strong book student, number of
make the honors, watching my grades drop
Still I wanted that was in
When my was in with two kids
As a young boy a Gameboy
Finally got it, changing everything to
My changed again, moms introduced another man
A young man to another grown man, Im bad at math.
Looking back on the past, middle came and past.
In a sense, lost my cause

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The city is mine. Top back, California
Same place where I on my grind
Mama told me I was destined to
Yea Im to shine
The city is mine. Top back, California
Same place where I on my grind
Mama told me I was to shine
big dreams in the city

(Verse 2: Orelias)

what people say, high school wasnt fun
I wasnt Mr. or popular opinion.
I was cool; often it hurt to so much.
Transferred in 9th grade, I didnt comprehend much
A round peg trying to fit in boxes, plus
I tried out for JV, guess who got
Like the girls who wouldnt me time of day
themselves, I spoke my mind.
Who cares, to I was always high or mad
Walking into class like died.
Taking stretches to lines that I rhymed.
paid attention to lectures, not one time
Word is I A.D.D; plus I needed money
I did a week of selling looked around realizing it wasnt me
My life became a tug of war, so many pulling for me.
I'm just we got to see eye to eye
being rejected, is what makes I, I

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(Verse 3: Orelias)

foreword past 09, in due time
I had a 12-inch PowerBook; that was a down
Recorded into it, after I wrote my raps
It was so old, froze in a few weeks. A week is all I
Found Jay B and started to his beats
A true in every essence, digging different sounds
Searching for samples that turn my life around
Its hard feeling motivated, amongst the of response
The month made a demo with used beats and instrumentals.
Matter of it was instrumental, everything I had I hustled for
Wanting to drop but never when
A few producers were to come through.
Never did, blind to my
grade came, barely passed to graduate
Spiting a solo verse We On, tearing up the stage.
Im on now; all I to do is make you proud.
With big in the city

(Hook)