Luyện nghe bài hát Is There More

Only up I do is my end of the bargain
Only beggin' that I do is me beggin' pardon
tryin' that I do is me tryin' the hardest
Only problems I do are math with profit
lyin' I do is lyin' out in the tropics
Only cryin' I do is cryin' laughin' 'bout it
lackin' I can do is my lack of responses
Only rest that I do is, "Where the of my commas?"
Still I rise, Maya Angelou
When life comin' at you from all angles and
And they wanna see that you smilin' from inside
It boils down to how you plan to survive
Love ones but never get attached to 'em
'em nice things, but what's that to 'em?
Especially when another I flew in is flickin' up in my bathroom
And recognize the bathroom
All hell to break loose in my texts
I tell lies to who I gotta protect
I would rather have you me how we met
I would rather lose my leg than their respect
But that'll never the way I'm watchin' my step
That ain't I'm 'bout
I'm in control of my destiny, never in
If I can't it with you, I'll make it without
They say take the good the bad, I'll take it without
Houston women I wine-and-dine and to the house
My compass is janky, it breaks in the South
Is there to life than digits and bankin' accounts?
Is more to life than sayin' I figured it out?
Is more? Yeah

Sweeter the berry, the blacker the
The Boy is back in the booth, ready to tap into
Too many lyrics 'bout houses and
Too many Walt Disney characters, mouses and
I mean you I love a challenge, but challenged by who?
let you bring a thousand recruits
My peers are a group
But even if you take all their and carry the two
Even if you rounded up the and rounded the troops
still nothin' they could really do
It's too bad reality checks cover the balances due
Whenever it's to recoup
Yeah, soon as this drop I'm out of the deal
In the playin' D'Angelo, "How Does It Feel?"
I got a fear of havin' on my mind when I die
you got? Time on your hands or time on your side?
Is there any sense in these songs when I'm high?
Is there to life than goin' on trips to Dubai?
on the 4th of July, G5 soarin' the skies
Is there more to life than all of these ties
And all of these times
And all of these asses that never in proportionate size?
Am I missin' that's more important to find?
healin' my soul, like family time
Is there more to life than just when I'm feelin'
Is more?

Passion,
Sweat beads, me (feel me)
shot me
My racing (my heartbeat's racing)
Tempt me, me (tempt me)
It so exciting
of highly (highly)
It's entirely
I'll be, I'll be more a lover
More a woman
More than a for you