Luyện nghe bài hát Illusionary Lines

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Verse One -
I once had time on my hands, but now time,
Is coping with life cycle and the mandatory grind,
My sanity's fine, falling short of stamina I'm,
Searching for some for thought to feed this famine of mind,
And I'm stagnant I rhyme, it helps the night turn to day,
I churn my way through this to five and urban decay,
me it's bleak, and though the city's breaths in its sleep,
It's just a paddock, ain't no where a shepherds these sheep,
Now most prefer it covered up lie the truth naked,
The truth is ugly like cellulite; please don't parade it,
I hate it but to it would be luck on fluke,
I feel like I'm a dope beat but I'm on loop,
But that's my life cycle; means everything to me,
And face value's got us believing we see,
So if our eyes tell us the truth is we're blind,
So keep on walking and narrow down illusionary lines.

Two - Pressure
I had respect for this game, but now this game of respect,
Is sold to the highest with some fame and a cheque,
Now any layman can get without breaking his neck,
dues, time these crews started paying some debt,
It lights and cameras, personalities on set,
realities in their context,
With no concepts,
Who gives a fuck a salary; this ain't a popularity contest,
Cos hip hop ain't for ends,
Hip-hop fading with trends,
It ain't rich kids playing pens,
It the clothes on your back, or the label on them,
It's you're at, so I say it again,
It's just my life cycle; music means to me,
It's a fashion show, nah; don't believe everything you see,
Cos if our eyes tell us the truth is we're blind,
So on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines.

Three - Pressure
That's just my life cycle, nothing matters but me free,
Because my and hip hop be meaning everything to me,
Now face values and fashions everything we be,
everything we hear, and everything we see,
So if our eyes us lies, then we usually find,
Our visions cluttered by this so the truth is we're blind,
just poison food for thought for these dillusionary minds,
So stop straight and narrow down illusionary lines.