Luyện nghe bài hát Field of Dreams

so i i gotta...

yo, eyo,
i spit like an m16, i let them all know they can it,
that flash of magic, with an to match it,
so catch it, classic, but it will not be contained,
in an industry man made, cuz it runs my veins,
it pumps through my brain, through my name, nothing change,
don't make me huff and puff and this fucker to flames,
but of the games, my shadow is a tidal wave,
my idle, there's a way, fight for it night & day,
I've built inspired to keep my hands warm,
I've hopped hurricanes,
through sandstorms,
I've cliffs, you can see what I'm dreaming,
walked 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,
is blood, sweat & tears.
flesh & bone a way,
a brotherhood of hope, with a megaphone at gate.

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 & I've bled,
the path I see ahead

**so i i gotta...**

my way instead

Yeah, it out, yo.

Well still 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 spell for shit,
but could like a photograph,
fuck a hit, he rather his rhyme on the wall of a class,
caught a flow & wrote the flavour archaeologists artists audio appropriator,
ghost rider, flaming chopper, the night,
chasing the glimpse of a forever the red sun horizon,
he just up the skies (lights up the skies)
while through this circus,
with the heart full of good (heart full of good vibes),
pumping through his circuits,
live wire, flyer,
fire round his lungs,
a war torn mustang, through an of the sun,
catch him in his rhythm,
& gliding in his vision,
manifest music momentous to him of his mission,
he just rolls a bowler,
a soldiers composure,
with butterfly net full of hangin' over his shoulder he says.

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,

Lift my feet, my head,
love & & tears i've bled,
create the path I see

**so i i gotta...**

Walk my way

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