Luyện nghe bài hát Reverie Road

Fuck dreams
I'm street dreams, on the side of the curb
Tryna figure out how the fuck I converge
The emotions I'm feeling right now in a word
But fuck that, I'll leave it to the in a verse
a younger Kid I fell in love
With this rap game, addictive with a buzz
This shit gets me high quicker than any drugs
with the sweet boys and the fake felon thugs
But now I'm at the point of no
No other choice now but to dough and earn
I'm advancing year as I grow and learn
Feeling close to breaking at but still I'm going firm
Seeing guys who ain't on a to compete
Yet to my monthly views, get treble in a week
And that ain't even I'll dead 'em on a beat
But I need to move fast, engine as I speak
Cause, too many I've had pennies in a bunch
Tryna count up to fill my bell with some lunch
And if there ain't enough, then the deli's munched
Seeing rich boys, I was any of the cunts
Coming home, Mum's stressed the lack of funds
Everywhere I look in Benghazi it's a sack of
Pricks chatting about and packing guns
Blaming all their self-made problems off the back of
Feeling like this world's all a
Every corner that I turn is a ball of
Reminiscing on wrong turns and small
Wondering if life is really all a test
So I put the road my fee
Pen and pad in my pocket and the street
Til I don't know the way home, heart my sleeve
And let it bleed ink onto the

So let
Road, take me wherever she
I look to the future or memories old
When I need any temporarily froze
That's I come down Reverie Road
A where serenity flows
Where none of life's problems or go
no, doors of thought can ever be closed
Welcome to Reverie
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A life full of
A world of that we try and run perfectly
I'm just as as each of us universally
Stuck with the way Earth, unmercifully
adversity
Bad happened I was only a fetus
Left my Mum broke on her lonely to us
With a nuts kid growing, if you'd only of us!
different bailiffs every week hoping to meet us
Always broke as fuck, lower class in the strife
No to turn to and ask for advice
It's been dark for the first half of my life
If karma exists, the should be sparkling bright
But fame and riches ain't what I'm for
I just wanna be by the time I'm 34
Not still tryna buss rhymes, dirty poor
Struggling to in an estate on them murky floors
But can I make it on path?
song I've made has been illustrated from the heart
But Rap now, ain't appreciated for the art
And you ain't considered if you don't make it to the charts
Regardless I can't adjourn rap
I'm too far down this road now to back
is a part of my life and that's a firm fact
I'll be doing this 'til I'm more than an urns ash
This like any road I can find
When I'm I'm free from the world to open-my-mind
Speak from the heart, I'm broken if I'm
Supposed to
this close to divine
So I put the road under my
Pen and pad in my pocket and the street
Til I don't know the way home, heart under my
And let it ink onto the sheet