Luyện nghe bài hát I Have A Dream

Yeah...it's been a long coming y'all...
We dreamin' big...(it's the anthem)... it's 1

Yo since the first this little boy picked up a mic
I've been dreaming for the day that you would hear it and
Every word that I hoping you could relate
To every pain that I've been feeling since I out the gate
to dream about making it a six-figure deal
To show world that this life that I've been living is real
When I make it I'm gonna do everything I've promised
By honest and praise to my God I'll pay homage
Take my parents out the stress they've known all they life
And pay all of their bills never gotta work till die
No more asking for extensions to late fees
And no more late nights crying by their bed on their
No buying food on credit cause lacking the funds
No more wondering where all of this will come from
God will see me to the day when these words breathe
And manifest the very faith that I to write

A kid growing up it was hard to adapt
The world didn't me so I started to rap it's cause...
I...I have a dream, I...I a dream
nights all alone steady feeling confused
I a look at my life ain't got nothing to lose it's cause...
I...I have a dream, I...I have a

A young growing up it was hard to adapt
I felt like every other was given life with a map
They seemed to know where they were
I didn't know jack, I had to play it cool never let them see I'm at
But baby girl got tired, and I would see my daddy
All the boys were liars, and they were always at me
You see I hard to remove all the scars
But I could never see my dreams they were too far
of being free dreams of being able to sing
I dreamt a man loved me cause I scared to be me
I saw a life where woman had respect for herself
And every little girl would run and ask her mommy for
I'm not afraid to write a song that my pain
I lived my life so when it poured it rained
But I got through the now I'm changing the game
And dreaming the source of everything we proclaim

A young buck knee high
With thoughts of the sky
Rocked ball caps but
My crown was a size
A product of my labor
And my reprise
To keep my past the
Blue and live wise
I can't lie, I thought of what it be like
If I
a lie
Spit death instead of
Choose to cross the
a foot on both sides
But the dream is too
For it to be hid
My seeds will inherit daddies dreams
Daddies dreams of never having to hustle for the
Or being a slave to mans
to meet their needs
And and papi
Will reap the of my deeds
I a path for a generation to come
No a peasant or slave
own kingdom
I scream
And let it echo the slums
Rise up your fist
And march to the of the drum