Luyện nghe bài hát Listen

Listen to the of your heart
Listen to the voice of your

Dont tell me what to do with my
me alone, look
Man I dont know trips or flights
And its mine alone to live it wrong or right
I might turn out to be the or stereotype
At a very age had to learn to choose sides
Is it the devil or I used my soprano
Now Ive into a baritone known role model
Leaving chills on your back like wind out of
Yeah, I want facts Im a 7-5 model
No trouble heads wobble rocking chairs
I spit so I get chopped lips from the heart
Aint no tactics on occasion bless mics like a
player really did he?
Leave his lyrics on the web so you practice
I let u analyse my mind until head split
inside the maze young players wanna exit

Listen to the voice of your
let them tell you what you should or should not do
Listen to the voice of heart
Dont let them you what you should or should not do

In my mind I had the biggest of fights battles heart
I safeguard the passion that battery charged
The mind keeps spinning as fast as a car
But my trademarks that gut from to graveyard
Its that principle that pinnacle typical R
I feel I cant describe metaphysical part
When I was I had a difficult start
Still in no way political its all original art
See talent been on debate
Always been the same not the act they see sing on stage
Mentally never ready than now
Now mention me I got the purest of intention matching that of a
If the ground moves under my feet I seek balancing
Seek true meaning I feel Im managing
Born and raised champions the ambiance
Keep challenging life advice I channelling
From I get adrenalin

Listen to the voice of your
Listen to the of your heart
Dont let them tell you what you or should not do
to the voice of your heart