Luyện nghe bài hát I Have A Dream

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

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

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

A young girl growing up it was hard to
I felt like every other girl was given life a map
seemed to know where they were going
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 getting at me
You see I tried to remove all the scars
But I could never see my dreams they always too far
Dreams of free dreams of being able to sing
I dreamt a man loved me cause I wasn't to be me
I saw a where every woman had respect for herself
And every little girl run and ask her mommy for help
I'm not afraid to write a song that exposes my
I lived my life backwards so 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 only knee high
thoughts of reaching the sky
Rocked ball but knew
My was a king size
A product of my labor
And my reprise
To keep my eyes the
Blue and live wise
I can't lie, I of what it would be like
If I
a lie
Spit death instead of
to cross the line
Keep a foot on both
But the dream is too
For it to be hid
My kid's seeds inherit daddies dreams
Daddies dreams of having to hustle for the green
Or a slave to mans work
Just to their needs
And and papi
reap the harvest of my deeds
I paint a path for a generation to
No longer a or slave
Your own
I freedom
And let it echo through the
Rise up pump fist
And march to the pace of the