Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

She's got that ticket I think gonna use it
and she's to fly away
where going
No one shouldn't try and her
her with their power
she says that her is made.
This is a story we're all with:
Yeah we all tryin to live worry
pretty young perfection is like currency
talking bout a country girl in a city though
searching but she get her compass from these videos,
girl you'll be and searching your faith for new tears
girl you're tryin to fire after a few beers
already broke my resolution for the new
they blushin 'cause they sayin it's nothing a few years
I came across a dame I used to baby sit
at the club looking for lame she had a baby with
wait a you're only 17 and she said to me
my baby gave me strength to leave, the city life meant for me
Father can't be bothered, I'm here to my peace
So I offered this money cause she the jade to me
I'll prove to you I'm better, I slay niggas faithfully
I don't need you to pay for me, I need to pray for me

She's got that I think she's gonna use it
and she's gone to fly
No one shouldn't try and her
persuade her with power
She that her mind is made.
Girl can change mind
When you call up and say that ain't no hero
What you really bring to the table keep the real dough
No where you're going if you don't get your mind right
First choose between two evils like this was
She up in the kitchen tonight them grams up..
She ticket to ride the Peter Pan bus
She gotta to buy she got her grams up
So she gotta to fly she hit Atlanta
She tryin to avoid the is like the cancer
The and money run in the vein now she a dancer
Now the blow go in her nose to keep her
The high is the escape, she like a phantom
A ghost just a sell of back in the past tense
Closer to herself losing the assets
Ain't nothing left to shake let's break it all
then sign the vein she takin off now

Fly high, fly fly
sky high,
hold up, where going girl
where you're going, up
where you're going
where you're going, up
you're going girl
where going, hold up
where going.
Damn, I found her later she don't know who the father is
I'm like this crazy the baby ain't got no at kids
she never met a real man before they try to the goodies
they breaking a candy store
we owning pistols and willy wanka for sisters
'cause when we're kickin' the gold we're the coldest winter
statistics give you the truest picture
and out of youth the visionary gonna for new beginning
it's hard enough when you radiate a twenty block
wondering who the of the baby is
A real relationship to her is like science fiction out to
and the public will write and buy it and it with the title
body of a with the eyes of a child
difference is (?) wide as the Nile
want the future to be bright as a she like
I see her spinning Wheel of Fortune, lets buy a vowel.

up,
I realized early that girls carry universes inside their bodies
waiting to be whole continent
land masters that were once
flow through her fingers, chest, legs, stomach
feet and
is her heart, her lungs cherokee
her tongue (?) , her bones
her aborigines, her skin the color of Moroccan
sand in african sky lines
her blue blood the land from Nile river, great legs
the place where we shit and
the place that we love and
colonize and
and rebuilt right and so up
escape and
the place where like if you a woman
your hand will get you killed