Luyện nghe bài hát Reverie Road

Fuck sweet
I'm living street dreams, on the of the curb
Tryna out how the fuck I would converge
The I'm feeling right now combined in a word
But fuck that, leave it to the lines in a verse
Since a younger Kid I in love
this rap game, addictive with a compelling buzz
This shit gets me high than any selling drugs
Even with the sweet boys and the fake felon
But now I'm at the point of no
No other choice now but to make dough and
I'm every year as I grow and learn
close to breaking at times but still I'm going firm
Seeing guys who ain't on a level to
Yet to my monthly views, get treble in a week
And that ain't even jealousy dead 'em on a beat
But I need to move fast, engine revving as I
Cause, too days I've had pennies in a bunch
Tryna count up enough to fill my with some lunch
And if ain't enough, then the deli's getting munched
rich boys, wishing I was any of the cunts
Coming home, Mum's stressed the lack of funds
I look in Benghazi it's a sack of bums
Pricks chatting about and packing guns
Blaming all their problems off the back of slums
Feeling like this world's all a
Every corner I turn is a ball of stress
Reminiscing on wrong turns and regrets
Wondering if this is really all a test
So I put the road my fee
Pen and pad in my pocket and wander the
Til I don't know the way home, under my sleeve
And let it bleed ink the sheet

So let
Road, me wherever she goes
While I look to the or memories old
I need any stress temporarily froze
That's when I come down Reverie
A place serenity flows
Where none of life's problems or go
Where no, of thought can ever be closed
Welcome to Reverie
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A life of uncertainty
A world of that we try and run perfectly
I'm just as lost as of us universally
Stuck the way this Earth, unmercifully
Brings
Bad happened when I was only a
Left my Mum broke on her lonely to us
With a kid growing, if you'd only of seen us!
Dodging different bailiffs every hoping to meet us
Always broke as fuck, living class in the strife
No to turn to and ask for advice
It's pretty dark for the first half of my life
If exists, the next should be sparkling bright
But fame and riches ain't what I'm for
I just be stable by the time I'm 34
Not still buss rhymes, living dirty poor
Struggling to survive in an estate on them floors
But can I make it on this
Every song I've made has illustrated from the heart
But Rap now, just appreciated for the art
And you ain't considered shit if you don't it to the charts
Regardless I can't adjourn rap
I'm too far down this road now to turn
This is a part of my life and a firm fact
I'll be doing this 'til I'm nothing more than an ash
ain't like any road I can find
When I'm here I'm free from the to open-my-mind
Speak the heart, I'm already broken if I'm
to decline
Something close to divine
So I put the road my feet
Pen and pad in my pocket and wander the
Til I don't know the way home, heart under my
And let it bleed ink the sheet