Luyện nghe bài hát In My Continental

In my
Splinter off the
When you want the show
Never accept anything
of purpose
True love from the first
it on the surface
Sit back and watch the

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T-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, how can I patience?
Planted in the middle and outside of nation
Take the care to build a foundation
Speak to the that keep the truth sacred
Free the, free the inside your heart
Your neighborhood, it needs you to travel with art
From New York to Cali, day they'll all know
Cincinnati, Milwaukee,
Now I've come a way from the younger days
When I used to look up words in my dictionary
If life's a game, gotta a side to play
If I gotta pick a I'ma pick missionary
I've had a little bit too to think tonight
But cool, I be alright, just make sure that I keep travellin
Your reactions only reinforce the previous
You'd feel the distance even if the was collapsin
Well, kudos and and every hollow desire
That you could conjure in an instant that it takes to
I got my Duplos and blocks and Logs for when it's time to build
I wait patiently for them to up to speed
(And be)

[VERSE 2:
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, show me what you now
Load up your van with musicians and go
Atlanta, Memphis, Tulsa, Texas
Plug in the decks, check the mics, the wreckage
the, keep the motive in your movement
Let em know where you come and show them how you do it
Children are the focus, give em one to with
em how to take they minutes, turn em into moments
See, nowadays cats think on some next
And they sacrifice they just to go over heads
If I felt as if I had special to tell
Why would I work against myself and it under my belt?
I used to try to lace the phrases magic tricks
Every paragraph translation attached to it
saw the style, respected the craft
But all I did was confuse em, try to get em to laugh
Painted pictures in the primer, no one got the
the humor, the anger and the insult
Why I waste any oxygen
Tryin to the in-between-the-lines that they get lost within?
I'm out for the craft, for the cause
The laughter, the applause, the passion for the
The fact that I'ma draw some to what I'm feelin
Lift em all up until try to touch the ceiling
Come on and reach the, the masses won by singular
They hold you and they smile when feel what you can bring to the
Culture and sow it, cultivate the flow
Breath and he kept it whole, be-
Cause piece by piece the turns to puzzle
If you lose a few those that change into rubble
Freedom is a word not from those that own it
Can't fix the machine if you don't have the
(And be)

Cause we're not from planet
We come somewhere else
And you understand it
you don't know yourself
But when the is right
Our path will be
then you seek your light
While I sit and bite my