Luyện nghe bài hát In A Dream

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

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

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

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

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

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