Luyện nghe bài hát In My Continental

In my
Splinter off the
When you the best show
accept anything less
Elements of
True from the first kiss
Spread it on the
Sit back and the progress

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T-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, how can I patience?
Planted in the middle and outside of your
Take the care to build a foundation
to the youth that keep the truth sacred
Free the, the good inside your heart
Your neighborhood, it needs you to with your art
From New York to Cali, day they'll all know
Cincinnati, Milwaukee,
Now I've a long way from the younger days
When I used to look up curse words in my
If life's a game, gotta a side to play
If I gotta pick a position I'ma missionary
I've had a little bit too much to think
But cool, I be alright, just make sure that I keep travellin
Your reactions only the previous thoughts
You'd the distance even if the bridge was collapsin
Well, kudos and props and every hollow
That you could conjure in an instant it takes to breathe
I got my Duplos and blocks and Lincoln Logs for 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
up your van with musicians and go south
Atlanta, Memphis, Tulsa, Texas
Plug in the decks, the mics, fight the wreckage
the, keep the motive in your movement
Let em where you come from and show them how you do it
are the focus, give em one to grow with
Learn em how to take they minutes, em into moments
See, nowadays cats they on some next
And they sacrifice voice just to go over heads
If I felt as if I had somethin special to
Why I work against myself and hide it under my belt?
I to try to lace the phrases with magic tricks
Every paragraph translation attached to it
saw the style, respected the craft
But all I did was em, would try to get em to laugh
pictures in the primer, no one got the pulp
Found the humor, the and the insult
Why should I waste any
Tryin to find the in-between-the-lines that they get within?
I'm out there for the craft, for the
The laughter, the applause, the for the flaws
The that I'ma draw some heads to what I'm feelin
Lift em all up until they try to the ceiling
Come on and the, reach the masses won by singular
They hold you and they smile they feel what you can bring to the
Culture and sow it, cultivate the flow
control and he kept it whole, be-
Cause piece by piece the turns to puzzle
If you a few those that remain change into rubble
is a word not heard from those that own it
Can't fix the machine if you have the components
(And be)

Cause we're not this planet
We come from else
And you can't it
Cause you know yourself
But the time is right
Our path be unveiled
Till then you your light
While I sit and bite my