Luyện nghe bài hát I Love Music

[Verse 1: N9ne]
The, the, the reason I'm breathin'
heat
It gets me cheese, why I'm eaten in Bad
Was deep in beef and was needin' some beats to release in
Instead of me being up and bleedin' with thieves and heathens with keys and
Made it possible for the flow go to be
Yo audible, his inaugural product popped and was plausible
God is so for giving me music!
Liftin', me though it when I was fixing to lose it
Dudes hit Big Scoob's shit and reppin' the tip
Fool's when Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 whip
Full for who stick the homie for true grip
My crew, thanks to music, we all through it
Got me out of the ghetto, got me dinero
In Cozumel, Mexico shorts and Jordans and a
This gift given from a devil, so settle
Come and get this rebel music that's hot as a kettle,
my life, paid my lights, made my wife, say "Bye Bye"
Gave my nights babes, I like my mic
Would never fade, forever slayed, I write
My cheddar up better, faze way high hyped
My one reason I always get to lay my pipe
The reason Tech Nina can say "Night, night"
Blessed me, original flow, so Hey! Why bite?
I hear, I feel, I live, and learn
I like...

[Hook: Kaliko]
(I music)
Yeah, I (I love music)
For (I love music)
And I need (I music)
To (I love music)
Go and it (I love music)
Yeah, know I'm saying? (I love music)
My (I love music)
what I'm saying?

[Verse 2:
Automatic I do this
Manually, daily, monthly,
I get a step closer to the coolest
Acoustic got me foolin', about to lose it. Ooh,
in the grind, and my hom' Mean Mike produced it
That's music
I'm just a with incredible rhythm
Words arranged will let you know he has in him
I don't mean to toot my own horn, but toot, ha ha
I laugh it's easier than do ray mi fa so la
Ti do, we know he go say on that C Note
And he can pay a C Note with that B
I'm talkin'
And I got stories that I show you it's walkin proof
A miles of it and I can show you what I'm walkin' through
Music ain't a hobby, it's an organ, of my body, the creator provided back in January of '92
So don't you dare say good skipped my generation
Your hatin' ain't nothin' but motivation for compilations
Oob!

[Verse 3: Kendrick
Music is my
The why I write
Like Edgar Allen Poe on the beat, a parasite
You thought a parachute made my flow fall out the sky
Then you apart into a body part no one would buy
Nobody my limits cause they're afraid of heights
The ambition, weak or let 'em die
I let you until a nigga compose a rhyme
Then it's like a Rhino in your ass every
and time again I treat my pen like The Pen
Bars than Pelican Bay and I been
Servin' a life since the day I was ten
Nine outta ten you only ten songs deep before you leap
Into a pool of sharks then
an analogy on the way I do casualties
And I do this shit
Before the end, I'll be in the Hall of Fame with my picture framed, friend

[Bridge: Krizz
And if it for my music, I wouldn't be standing here!
If it wasn't for my music, you have nothing to hear, yeah
And I love...

[Outro: Tech
up!!!