Luyện nghe bài hát Dedicated

I have a dream of a between the green hills
Clouds pull and the sunlight's revealed
People talk about keeping it real
understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated
Staring in the trees, paranoid, are in the breeze
them flee, hip-hop hits
Take a walk with me and you'll see
Is a land where the sand is made up of up wax
And the sky beyond you is krylon
And speaks in a dialect of rhyme
And emcees have left materialism them
Meanwhile I just my mic
And hope me and my team it through alright
Because say what you will, and say what you
But don't who it's for at the end of the night

Because this is dedicated to the
Dedicated to music lives
to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people the game
What's real is the kids who know that wrong
What's is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have to run
Who are in the shadows waiting for the sun

I've seen a lot of shit, talked to a bum
Out on sunset strip, he me "How would you feel
If everybody acted like you didn't
lose your grip, probably eventually flip."
So let it be known, the only reason that we do
Is so you can pick it up and just your head to it
While emcees to see who can be the commonest
Be floatin overhead a space odyssey monolith
Over the game, over being part of the same ol' thing
It's all gonna change in a of darkness and pain
And acidic rain and promises that you do it again
Meanwhile I just my mic
And me and my team make it through alright
Because say you will, and say what you might
But don't ignore who for at the end of the night

this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the ol' same
And dedicated to the people the game
What's real is the kids who know something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't
What's real is the who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows for the sun

Pulling me close, the is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, is my place to hide
Pulling me close, the is warm inside
is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide

Because this is dedicated to the
Dedicated to music lives
Dedicated to tired of the same ol' same
And to the people advancin' the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's
What's real is the kids who think they don't
What's real is the kids who have to run
Who are hiding in the waiting for the sun

This is dedicated to the
to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people the game
What's real, who doesn't feel safe
What's real, everybody who knows they're out of
real, anybody with nowhere to run
Who hides in the waiting for the sun