Luyện nghe bài hát Hope

Baby girl I hope
When I grow up I can know the
I'm never selling my
Guess we won't know we know
So all I can do is hope, hope,
All I can do is
When I die a note
then I just hope, hope

I'm about to it on you all
My shoes are bleeding the blood of Martin Luther King
These ain't no Vuitton's
This is for tough
This is for activists riding in with a bulletproof vest on
This is for who know that I'm serious
This is for all the delirious kids who can live inside a pyramid
There's kids in prison, are you this?
But this is not a conspiracy
I don't label myself a conspiracist, I need a
Look, 451
Building seven hit and there's more shit to come
The is on a run
I just hope I go to heaven this shit is done
Business is I get it
I'm just all these prisons was not independent
are in the Senate
Lobbying to make it obvious, innocent people are for a living
I to Judas in my vision your bullshit is done
be Martin Luther in a minute, once all the products in the kitchen
Why do you even get passionate you be spitting?
You know they don't even listen they care about why itself and lean up in their fridges
And wearing like they're christian when playing chess and I'm the bishop
I've just ran out of ammunition, baby, but I'm still on a
Your verses sound like dirty dishes and that's a joke

Well baby all I do is
Baby all I do is
I'm selling my soul
Yeah, we'll never until we know
all I do is hope, hope, hope
all I do is hope, ho ho ho ho ho
When I grow up I can know the
And I'm never selling my (No, no, no, no no no)
And i'm never my soul (No, no, no)
(No, no, no)
my soul (No, no, no)
(No, no, no) ey ey (never my soul)
(No, never my soul)

Gloomy gloomy days in Calabasas cities on the maps and now it's ratchets
Mr. Soldier with my and badges shouldn't plug the clip but that's just automatic
Got her number there, well what's name?
hit her up but I'm just glad to have it
In case a day she'll fall upon me
I can make a and we can share some magic
Got psychopathic I'm scared of snapping
Hit into the back and they don't know what happened
So subliminal didn't know
Smooth Criminal me Michael Jackson
I die for this a suicidal passion
You and I were simply too aloud to had it
Girl, my ego had to die
Ego had to fly, I'm just really glad room is padded because I'm
Going harder than a running man I get it all I ain't coming back
Girl I guess we'll talk again, well I didn't know you wanted that
Could've you with them other kids, would've helped us with a lot of suffering
Now I'm out with mutual friends and they just do a lot of wandering
You want the comma comma comma
I ain't want the drama drama drama
you anywhere in the world you wanna go
Baby you're my suito mama me
You a gang gang gang, no bandanna that's no problem
Feeling than a fanna', going through where you wanna baby

look through the valley
I can feel your
Laying beside me
First look the valley
Girl I you got me
I can feel body
I can your real side of you I feel your sound
Kiss me the girls go where we go, we know, we know
Know, we know, we

Hey Syre, who is

So, do you much?