Luyện nghe bài hát Field of Dreams

so i i gotta...

yo, eyo,
i like an m16, i let them all know they can have it,
flash of magic, with an imagination to match it,
so it, it's classic, but it will not be contained,
in an industry man made, cuz it through my veins,
it pumps through my brain, through my name, nothing change,
don't make me and puff and turn this fucker to flames,
but enough of the games, my shadow is a wave,
my idle, there's a brighter way, fight for it & day,
I've built inspired to keep my hands warm,
I've through hurricanes,
step-step sandstorms,
I've climbed cliffs, you can see I'm dreaming,
even on water, just to be here this evening,
so, we go again, I gotta prove I'm no magician to you,
rabbit in a hat, rappers is clueless how i it,
this is blood, & tears.
flesh & a better way,
a brotherhood of hope, a megaphone at heavens gate.

Shoot me down, my head,
walk my field of instead,
cuz theres no way, you will on top of me,
not how this is to be be,

my feet, raise my head,
love & & tears I've bled,
create the I see ahead

i guess i gotta...**

Walk my way

Yeah, it out, yo.

Well he's kickin' it so beautifully,
bet re-writing the odds,
cuz he it's not the dog in the fight,
but the in the dog,
and the kid couldn't for shit,
but could like a photograph,
fuck a hit, he his rhyme on the wall of a poets class,
caught a & wrote the flavour that archaeologists artists audio appropriator,
ghost rider, flaming chopper, the night,
chasing the glimpse of a fading the red sun horizon,
he just up the skies (lights up the skies)
while running through circus,
with the heart full of good vibes (heart full of vibes),
that's pumping his circuits,
live wire, flyer,
fire round his lungs,
a war mustang, through an empire of the sun,
him diving in his rhythm,
rhyme & in his vision,
music momentous to remind him of his mission,
he rolls like a bowler,
a forward composure,
with butterfly net full of hangin' over his shoulder he says.

Shoot me down, my head,
walk my of dreams instead,
cuz theres no way, you march on top of me,
not how this is to be be,

Lift my feet, my head,
love & sweat & tears bled,
create the path I see

**so i i gotta...**

my way instead

Shoot me down, my head,
walk my field of instead,
cuz no way, you will march on top of me,
not how is going to be be,

my feet, raise my head,
love & sweat & tears bled,
the path I see ahead

**so i i gotta...**

Walk my way