Luyện nghe bài hát For The Dreamers

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ladadadadada

Jon
see you went talking shit loud
to to whispers
still chilling painting with the hipsters
and I produced the record
please while i insert
a bassline than kissing on your sister (ew)
still clearing 30 racks, cigarrettes, and jackets
pimp coats, and hats
the phone, never that
my mamma's sauce
i'm more italian than Sinatra's
fashion is a to me
I'm partying in
with the scholars
then shots up with the college kids
don't try and copy me
you're cheating I'm proctoring
optimistic
hopping on the
of every single thing they ever me to do

so put the hate
and watch me out
to Jon Lennon would be proud of
put the hate
and me spazz out
to sounds Jon Lennon would be

as i take off on an aeroplane
i realize the dream that i'm chasing is
yeah i'm afraid of
but i'm not to fly

(X4)
Let me hear the yo!
ladadadadada

Blaque
yeah, for a introduction
is keys without the locksmith
a new year, i'm tired of rapping on nonchalant tip
you think you can roast my associate with hot shit
you're hopeless, cause this is a master when the doc spits
work all day and laid collecting bills at night
we're fly enough to make the sell see us, still fearing heights
waiting to blow, getting impatient, i've been
mister myers with a
flipping the because i'm killing mice
my entourage is a of guys
who walk around mauling all the moms in every
with that claws
not talking santa or a certain of grammar
i'm a
not handing handouts to all your open
so put the hate
watch me out
to sounds Curtis would be proud of
put the hate
and me spazz out
to sounds Curtis Blow would be

Jon
ohhh as i take off on an
i realize the that i'm chasing is true
yeah i'm afraid of
but i'm not to fly

(X4)
Let me hear the yo!
ladadadadada

(X5)
never wake from your (your dreams)