Luyện nghe bài hát Bus Ride

I my house and walk up the road.
Can't be long now, it be getting close.
I my pocket, to see if there's money.
Seems like a day, it's kinda really sunny.
sun is blinding, it's a struggle.
To the top I'm climbing so fast I'm seeing
Every time I get there, it straight past.
What do I do, now I gotta fast?
I to run, feel like I'm gonna make it.
I'm out of breathe, a load of bull**
As I get to the stop, it I'm too late.
How long getting ready, did I take?
Gotta wait now, for 10 minutes.
I wonder how, other car seems to mimic.
my head about 20 times,
Getting so I check the time.
Life, life, is a bus ride, life, Life,
Life is a bus ride, life, life, life is a bus
know, when were gonna slide
Life, life, is a bus ride, life, Life,
Life is a bus ride, life, life, is a bus ride
Don't know, when gonna slide
I'm at the stop, feeling so bored.
ten minutes, it's late of course.
I wait a moment, and then the times again.
Type in the code, press the then I send.
I walked, in the time it took me.
like chalk, would 'a moved so quickly.
The bus approaches, I get on.
Sit down in my seat; from the I'm gone.
I'm sitting on the bus, my last 60p.
Sitting and there's fuzz, some can't agree.
2 that argue, driving me crazy,
I'm now, want to fight but lazy
I just write a song, to try the time.
Counted some wrongs, made em rhyme.
But the opens, just in front.
My hands are frozen, you I to punch.
My starts to boil, getting really angry.
I'm gonna be late, can't you see I'm fancy.
a great start to the day, in fact it's the worst.
Don't ask if I'm okay, don't to be nursed.
Feels like I'm in a bubble, about to be burst.
positivity: "is it really worth?"
Not the only one in this earth, can't my mind.
No gotta, think first.
Life, life, is a bus ride, life, Life,
Life is a bus ride, life, life, life is a bus
Don't know, were gonna slide
Life, life, is a bus ride, life, Life,
Life is a bus ride, life, life, life is a bus
Don't know, were gonna slide
This ride is driving me the bend.
Waited a long time but it won't end.
out the window seems like its nonstop.
Inside my minds doin fits, feel I'm gonna drop.
I get off the bus, I move in a
Been here so long, gathering dust.
I take my last step and i, my pocket.
Put my hand on my head, think gotta it.
How many times, have I really this?
Inside I'm but my mind is in bits.
Looking at the floor, next to the bus stop.
1 ticket turns to more; is what ya call writers block.
now on I'm gonna have to walk.
Can't anyone, coz it's only my fault.
I rap and they wanna talk.
Fix any problem, it, use quark.
Life, life, is a bus ride, life, Life,
Life is a bus ride, life, life, life is a bus
Don't know, when were gonna
Life, life, is a bus ride, life, Life.
Life, Life. Life, Life. Life, Life. life, Life.