Luyện nghe bài hát Reverie Road

Fuck sweet
I'm street dreams, on the side of the curb
Tryna figure out how the fuck I converge
The emotions I'm feeling now combined in a word
But that, I'll leave it to the lines in a verse
Since a Kid I fell in love
With this rap game, addictive with a compelling
shit gets me high quicker 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 dough and earn
I'm advancing every year as I grow and
Feeling close to breaking at times but I'm going firm
guys who ain't on a level to compete
Yet to my monthly views, they get in a week
And ain't even jealousy I'll dead 'em on a beat
But I to move fast, engine revving as I speak
Cause, too many days I've had in a bunch
Tryna count up enough to my bell with some lunch
And if there enough, then the deli's getting munched
Seeing rich boys, wishing I was any of the
Coming home, Mum's stressed from the 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 of slums
Feeling like this world's all a
Every corner I turn is a ball of stress
Reminiscing on wrong and small regrets
Wondering if this life is all a test
So I put the road my fee
Pen and pad in my and wander the street
Til I know the way home, heart under my sleeve
And let it ink onto the sheet

So let
Road, take me wherever she
I look to the future or memories old
When I need any stress froze
That's when I down Reverie Road
A place serenity flows
Where none of problems or enemies go
Where no, of thought can ever be closed
to Reverie Road
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A full of uncertainty
A of chaos that we try and run perfectly
I'm just as lost as of us universally
Stuck with the way this Earth,
adversity
Bad happened when I was only a
Left my Mum broke on her lonely to us
With a nuts kid growing, if only of seen us!
Dodging different bailiffs every hoping to meet us
broke as fuck, living lower class in the strife
No family to turn to and ask for
It's been dark for the first half of my life
If karma exists, the next be sparkling bright
But and riches ain't what I'm thirsty for
I just wanna be by the time I'm 34
Not tryna buss rhymes, living dirty poor
Struggling to survive in an on them murky floors
But can I make it on this
Every song I've made has been illustrated from the
But Rap now, ain't 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 this road now to turn 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
ain't like any road I can find
When I'm here I'm from the world to open-my-mind
from the heart, I'm already broken if I'm
Supposed to
Something close to divine
So I put the road my feet
Pen and pad in my and wander the street
Til I don't know the way home, under my sleeve
And let it ink onto the sheet