Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Beamin'

Hướng dẫn luyện nghe

Bạn hãy nghe bài hát và điền từ còn thiếu vào các ô trống.
Sau khi điền hết, bạn nhấn nút gửi bài ở phía dưới để được chấm điểm.
Với những câu trả lời sai, bạn hãy rê chuột lên ô nhập để xem đáp án đúng.
Nếu bạn muốn luyện nghe lại với các ô trống khác thì click vào link "Làm lại bài điền từ khác" ở cuối bài.

Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Today, nobody
But tomorrow, they will, will
Today, cares
But oh tomorrow, they will, will

They said my future was dark, see me
Just around, I'm beaming
They used to talk, when I around
You see me I'm beaming

1]
I get my energy, from my G
I be in space, but I got inner peace
So my enemies, that they can't injure me
I know irritates, you have my sympathies
you should protest, yeah you should picket me
I'm on a losing strike, I'm on a winning
I'm out at left field, I'm speaking
But that's a better place, then the benches be
I'm feeling really good, me and my beat
Me and my drummer, he play the timpanis
See that's got me here, you hearing me
Me on my black man in the future shit, me Billy Dee
See I'm forward looking, that's how I really see
See while you Valentines, I'm thinking trees
And that's happens to be, at Mickey D's
Semi-colon, close

2]
Do you remember me? The guy verse one
Failures my last name, nevers my one
You see I hood a lot, and I nerd some
Hoods where the heart is, where the words from
Don't represent either, I merged them
There's who want to leave, and I encourage them
Go out and see the world, never return
Yeah you don't come back, unless you learn
And baby girl, what does it matter your purse from?
Your hair done, your nails did, your ass fat, but you're
Mix Melyssa Ford, Maya Angelou
Become a Top Model, and too
I try to follow this, Muhammad do
It's an old soul, inside this sonic youth
I'm Ferraried up, and I'm conscience too
I prophesize, I promise you

3]
Yeah it's me again, the guy from two
But the last one, it's almost curfew
It's night out, so turn your lights on
Where all my 760's, with brights on?
Yeah they are the ones, to keep eyes on
Like how we used to do, to keep the warm
Now the type of eyes, I not cry from
You see the tears of fire, run out my crying
Now the world's shoulders, is we crying on
The fast lane, is what I'm driving on
What am I driving at? I'm to drive it home
I'm in the driver's seat, but you can along
It's never Cyclops, it's I alone
I'm telling your story, wherever I
Now if they looking for me, you tell I've gone
Out in the bright lights, where I belong