Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Journey

(Verse 1)
Now as I rise from the underground destinations
like a feather, goin the wind is blowin
musics my my tank is full
my alter egos on providing the fuel
my school of thought is elementary it back to basics
the cuts like surgeons givin hiphop a facelift
the this: raw beats for consumption
with more dope lines than equals combustion
competition, when Keros on the scene
I fuel flames to burn emcees with more degrees PhDs
Still, the object, mics I spark it
providin like Christ to guide the lost out of darkness
Orally deadly leaving my teeth cavities
science like Galileo as foes fall like gravity
Im flippin concepts conscious Confucius
so twist your thinking to the side and ride the music..

(Verse 2)
Now that you know a bit about me, its time we dig
got my Seoul from Korea, names nice to meet ya
spare time I tag trains and get brain dead from my
and when align, I write rhymes for nonbelievers
flipping pages beepers, but in Meads and Trapper Keepers
filled with rhymes I wrote in front of my boring teachers
and for a breather Id smoke refer at for leisure
blunts burned, till I learned it made my weaker
freestyles ciphers from morning to noon
coming of the top bras on honeymoons
the good old days, when everything was new
lounging crew, pounding brews, wed seldom sing the blues
spending all day skate boards on pavement
who of thunk, a chunk of wood could make poor kids famous
and Im sayin things are changing, the ride
the creator on my passenger side I will survive
as I reminisce on this from adolescence
God me the gift of today I call the present
I said God gives me the of today