Luyện nghe bài hát In A Dream

(chorus)
Im wanderin free..just in a dream..
every day that by..is the same old thing

(Verse 1)
I push myself out of bed and wrestle with the
day this battles fought, snooze buttons a flop
but today I win the struggle, with time to
embrace my girl to keep my mind trouble
hear the bubble of the bong the smoke
clear the bowl take a toke me in a choke
ring a joke! all in my ear through the phone
thats my OTHER girl, the one hates when Im stoned
so Im torn but I where my heart is
but the so inventive when I spark it
me with her words in different ways I never heard
the pipe or the girl.. one do I prefer?
Thinking too much, I need to get my ass to
always to class in fact barely getting through
grades are slippin, flippin on me
thinking crazy man its like a dream

(chorus)
Im wanderin free..just in a dream..
every day that goes by..is the same old

(Verse 2)
so now Im on the shame bus 23
thinkin bout friends, foes and
like how my friend was family to me
making friends with the foe to become my enemy
but see, times werent always ugly that
from first kiss to thrown fist he had my back
until his train of thought got off track
by that rock known as crack in his path
but how could I he played it off real well
smooth talker with the who made his stories gel
in and out of jail with on the way
kicked out of his crib, so me I let him stay
him cash for rainy days and entertainment
but at that rate, sun came like his payments
in fact, his payback the crib like R. Kelly
money taken from me, like he was not
and never found only his next hit
his will power had but couldn't flex it
now hes in prison I won't forget
our youth and how surreal this can get...

(chorus)
Im free..just living in a dream..
every day that by..is the same old thing

(Verse 3)
yo my exits here, i hit the bell for the bus
still in a zone, herb that when you must talk
my waiting, arms folded with that look
the look makes me want to go to sleep or read text books
man what do I tell her, I who Id choose
but before my could move, she leaves me confused
off in the distance, shrinking from view
but I guess thats the truth on path I pursue
where focus is gone, every night
choking from bongs, blunts, pipes, and this
I need to make things right I feel whats real
cause livin in a got my purpose concealed
so I gaze at my classmates, running with
rushing like cared so much what if I had that?
I ask that as I up me feet
showered by sunrays but free
and blend the scene where things aint what they seem
into a scene things aint what they seem
searching for a of clarity
its like Im in a dream.