Luyện nghe bài hát I Have A Dream

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

Yo since the first time little boy picked up a mic
I've been dreaming for the day that you would hear it and
Every that I spit hoping you could relate
To every pain that I've been feeling since I out the gate
Used to dream about making it a six-figure
To show this world that this life I've been living is real
When I make it I'm gonna do everything that promised
By remaining honest and to my God I'll pay homage
Take my parents out the stress that they've known all life
And pay all of bills never gotta work till they die
No more for extensions to avoid late fees
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 words breathe life
And the very faith that I continue to write

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

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

A young only knee high
With thoughts of the sky
Rocked caps but knew
My crown was a size
A product of my father's
And my mother's
To keep my eyes the
Blue collar and live
I can't lie, I of what it would be like
If I
a lie
Spit instead of life
Choose to cross the
a foot on both sides
But the is too large
For it to be hid
My kid's seeds will inherit daddies
Daddies dreams of never to hustle for the green
Or being a to mans work
Just to their needs
And and papi
Will reap the harvest of my
I paint a path for a to come
No longer a or slave
own kingdom
I scream
And let it echo the slums
Rise up your fist
And march to the of the drum