Luyện nghe bài hát Music

Nothing in this got me like you do baby
I'd give up my soul if I couldn't sing you daily
I'm not the only girl in with you it's crazy
I appreciate your groove, now I I owe everything to you

Music, I'm so in with my music
The way you me movin'
nobody doing what you're doing, doing

So bring me back to the day tape decks press play
DJ drop the needle 'til the record just
You are my sunlight, you are the one mic
That sound so sweet because the beat inspires me, oh

No to your mind
Your love is open
To race and kind
Could it be your blood runs

Baby if world were mine
We would be singing in the key of
When gone I can't survive
I just can't be without my

Music, I'm so in love my music
The way you keep me
nobody doing what you're doing, doing

So bring me back to the day when tape decks press
DJ the needle 'til the record just break
You are my sunlight, you are the one mic
That sound so because the beat just inspires me, oh

Colors of sound, scales and
Audio scenery, love and
symmetry written in memory
Beautifully crafted
Complex or simplicity, energy

Piercing insensitivity, sympathetic
For even identity collective entity
Something to belong to a source of
The possibilities, wave and bandwidth
Higher vibration, entire lands with

Something to stand or stand for
Lovers to walk in hand with, then plan for
chords, harmony, melodies, even riffs can be
Disguised essence, sonically bottled ecstasy
Or melancholy agony blues

Exercising anxieties, fueling entire
economies, stimulating generating
Inspiration synonymously, expression
Intangible but undeniable

the language of excitement on survival
Some call it
But perspective is everything, to everything
Some say everything

Music, I'm so in with my music
The way you me movin'
Ain't nobody doing what doing, doing

So me back to the day when tape decks press play
DJ drop the needle the record just break
You are my sunlight, you are the one mic
sound so sweet because the beat just inspires me
Oh, oh, oh, ooh