Luyện nghe bài hát I Love Music

[Verse 1: N9ne]
The, the, the that I'm breathin'
heat
It me cheese, why I'm eaten in Bad Season
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 go to be profitable
Yo Tech's audible, his inaugural product and was plausible
God is so for giving me music!
Liftin', gettin' me though it when I was fixing to it
Dudes hit Big shit and reppin' the blue tip
Fool's skipped Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 whip
Full for who stick the homie for true grip
My crew, thanks to music, we all living it
Got me out of the ghetto, got me mucho
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,
Saved my life, paid my lights, my wife, say "Bye Bye"
Gave my nights babes, I prayed my mic
Would fade, forever slayed, days I write
My cheddar raised up better, faze way high
My music's one reason I 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 love (I music)
For real (I music)
And I (I love music)
To (I love music)
Go and it (I love music)
Yeah, know what I'm (I love music)
My (I love music)
Know what I'm

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

[Verse 3: Lamar]
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 fell apart into a body part no one buy
Nobody tried my limits they're afraid of heights
The ambition, weak or let 'em die
I let you live until a nigga a rhyme
it's like a Rhino in your ass every time
Time and time again I treat my pen The Pen
Bars harder 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 then swim
an analogy on the way I do casualties
And I do this casually
Before the verse end, I'll be in the Hall of Fame with my framed, friend

[Bridge: Krizz
And if it wasn't for my music, I be standing here!
If it wasn't for my music, you wouldn't have to hear, yeah
And I love...

[Outro: Tech
up!!!