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

A young kid growing up it was hard to
The world didn't me so I started to rap it's cause...
I...I a dream, I...I have 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 growing up it was hard to adapt
I felt like every other was given life with a map
They seemed to where they were going
I didn't know jack, I had to play it cool never let see where I'm at
But baby girl got tired, and I never see my daddy
All the boys were liars, and were always getting at me
You see I tried hard to remove all the
But I could never see my dreams they always too far
Dreams of being dreams 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 a song that exposes my pain
I lived my life backwards so when it it rained
But I got through the weather now I'm changing the
And remains the source of everything we proclaim

A buck only knee high
With thoughts of the sky
ball caps but knew
My was a king size
A of my father's labor
And my reprise
To keep my eyes the
Blue collar and wise
I can't lie, I thought of it would be like
If I
a lie
Spit death instead of
Choose to the line
Keep a on both sides
But the is too large
For it to be hid
My kid's seeds will inherit daddies
Daddies dreams of never having to hustle for the
Or being a slave to mans
to meet their needs
And and papi
reap the harvest of my deeds
I paint a path for a to come
No a peasant or slave
own kingdom
I freedom
And let it through the slums
Rise up your fist
And march to the of the drum