Luyện nghe bài hát Love, Robert Horry

Love is
is free
Uh

[Verse 1: Jenkins]
Photos of my life through allegories
Shots from the corner I'm Robert Horry
Or and legal bitch need a name
Or nigga from City of God, I forget his name
Be too worried how the picture fit the frame
Celebrating before you even win the what's the basis?
Zero stepping, switching lanes, it's so easy to forget about the
How we pace it on the
But that is crazy
But that is grapes
sun dried as raisins
In the sun, my eyes is God
No for hesitation
moving with conviction even if they gon' convict me
Yeah hit me with the senses all that did was teach me patience
All I did start (?) truths and start the
And I wrote every single word like a court reporter's to detail
I can see the bullshit in all of the
Till I copped the Yeezys though, I bought them hoes
Grabbed all the clothes that I could (?)
Yeah we fly, throw a sign, I mean well
The rise, I need the wheat high
We fell the sky onto these waves
see shore with sea shells
Most see straight at all
But money on the way like a mail in
The mall ain't never been the
The is (?)
The (?)
2: J-Stock]
I found in teh heart of the storm
I had to get released until the demons is
Always kept to myself, never fit in the norm
All I had was the pain, he tried to give me the
All I had was the still he gave me (?)
I was 12 wtith no parents he gave me my mom
22 no direction then he me the job
Then I linked with the and they helped me move on
Now I'm staring directly at the sun till my eyes go
Nigga understand, the purpose is so divine
I'm way too far out, you can never change my
It's an (?) the are too inclined
Pictures too intense, you have to press rewind
Cause everything's and they don't ever take the time
give you what you need, spirit, body, and mind
If keeping it is wrong then I be committing crimes
Every line hit like a from the nine
Take a piece out your melon, put a down your spine
how you know it's the truth
The feeling can't be
My nigga it's Free Nation, we turned into wine

[Bridge: Mick
you photos of my life through these allegories
Lotta niggas like they ain't got a story
We out here taking shots on the corner like a young Horry
I don't hear the comments for me
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If you get the you can (?)

Love is
Love is
is free
(Love? Love is someone)
(I don't what love is)