Luyện nghe bài hát Inkstains

Bring beat in sound the drums,
The finger in the air amidst a thousand thumbs,
Hitchhiking out of here on the back of a
My is the snare drowning out the pounding toms;

I'm not the same shit heard before;
My is the beat on the first and fourth;
Hip-hop isn't this is urban law;
We'll drag that horse to and make it thirst for more;

Turn that to a stream and that stream to a geyser;
Our dreams are the fire that'll it forth
Break on the soap box the curb has formed;
Music is our white on an earth at war;

Discontent is the where these words are formed;
The on the fire that you burnt this for;
This song out to those who've heard the call;
If the law serves the rich then we'll the poor;

face in this crowd has an ear for the sound,
And an eye on our way, way,
Every fist in the air, waving it they cared;
That our people are weighed, down;

Everybody at the stage, who can my gaze,
Just to tell me they're weighed, weighed down;
By every minute of the day that we day we waste;
Not our ways,

Drop that out, settle the groove in;
I'll do what I do to get you to tune in;
My inner child's off sick on the mood swings;
But playground are the reason I do this;

Aint it sick that we hide the truth,
Till advice on a loop makes us past the movie screen;
All these films about and space ships,
Might amaze kids, who forget that their the future's

Alright, yeah we're of on a losing streak,
But won't forget a for a few defeats; at least;
isn't even what it used to be;
The man can even draw that gap between blue and green;

And I do complain we aren't truly free;
We are still who we to be;
We are still when we move to a
So when they ask why, I'll tell them I choose to

Every in this crowd has an ear for the sound,
And an eye on our way, way,
Every in the air, waving it like they cared;
That our people are weighed, weighed

at the stage who can catch my gaze,
Just to tell me that they're weighed, down;
By every of the day that we day that we waste;
Not our ways,

For every head I offend with the lyrics I down;
Or women I've loved who might down;
For all my family and friends, I we stand to the end;
I can't edit a word too late now;

For every in the crowd, that I make proud,
Cause we've all hits but won't stay down;
I never say I'm great, but I'm grateful,
I don't believe that a king would ever wear that fake crown;

Every face in this has an ear for the sound,
And an eye on our way, way,
fist in the air, waving it like they cared;
That our are weighed, weighed down;

Everybody at the stage, who can my gaze,
Just to tell me that they're weighed, weighed
By every minute of the day that we day that we
Not our ways,