Luyện nghe bài hát I Have A Dream

Yeah...it's been a long time 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 you would hear it and like
Every word I spit hoping you could relate
To every that I've been feeling since I came out the gate
Used to dream about it a six-figure deal
To show world that this life that I've been living is real
I make it I'm gonna do everything that I've promised
By remaining honest and praise to my God I'll pay
Take my parents out the stress that they've known all they
And pay all of bills never gotta work till they die
No more asking for to avoid late fees
And no more late nights crying by bed on their knees
No buying on credit cause we're lacking the funds
No more wondering all of this money will come from
God will see me to the day when words breathe life
And manifest the very faith I continue 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 have a dream, I...I a dream
Late nights all alone feeling confused
I took a look at my ain't got nothing to lose it's cause...
I...I have a dream, I...I a dream

A young girl growing up it was hard to
I felt like other girl was given life with a map
They seemed to where they were going
I didn't know jack, I had to it cool never let them see where I'm at
But baby girl got tired, and I 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
of being free dreams of being able to sing
I a man loved me cause I wasn't scared to be me
I saw a life where 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 when it poured it
But I got the weather now I'm changing the game
And dreaming remains the of everything we proclaim

A young buck only high
With thoughts of the sky
Rocked caps but knew
My was a king size
A product of my labor
And my mother's
To my eyes past the
Blue and live wise
I can't lie, I thought of what it be like
If I
a lie
Spit death of life
Choose to cross the
a foot on both sides
But the dream is too
For it to be hid
My kid's seeds will daddies dreams
Daddies dreams of never having to hustle for the
Or a slave to mans work
Just to meet needs
And and papi
reap the harvest of my deeds
I paint a path for a to come
No longer a or slave
own kingdom
I scream
And let it through the slums
Rise up pump your
And march to the pace of the