Luyện nghe bài hát Field of Dreams

so i i gotta...

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

me down, raise my head,
walk my field of instead,
cuz theres no way, you will 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

Yeah, it out, yo.

Well still kickin' it so beautifully,
bet he's the odds,
cuz he knows not the dog in the fight,
but the in the dog,
and the kid couldn't for shit,
but could draw a photograph,
fuck a hit, he rather his rhyme on the wall of a class,
caught a flow & wrote the flavour that artists audio appropriator,
ghost rider, flaming chopper, the night,
the glimpse of a forever fading the red sun horizon,
he just up the skies (lights up the skies)
while running through circus,
the heart full of good vibes (heart full of good vibes),
that's through his circuits,
live wire, flyer,
spit fire his lungs,
a war torn mustang, an empire of the sun,
him diving in his rhythm,
rhyme & in his vision,
manifest music 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.

me down, raise 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 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,

Lift my feet, my head,
& sweat & tears I've bled,
create the I see ahead

i guess i gotta...**

my way instead