Luyện nghe bài hát Reverie Road

Fuck sweet
I'm street dreams, on the side of the curb
figure out how the fuck I would converge
The emotions I'm right now combined in a word
But fuck that, I'll leave it to the lines in a
Since a younger Kid I in love
With this rap game, addictive a compelling buzz
This shit me high quicker than any selling drugs
Even with the boys and the fake felon thugs
But now I'm at the of no return
No choice now but to make dough and earn
I'm every year as I grow and learn
Feeling close to breaking at times but still I'm going
guys who ain't on a level to compete
Yet to my monthly views, they get treble in a
And that ain't even jealousy dead 'em on a beat
But I need to move fast, revving as I speak
Cause, too many days had pennies in a bunch
Tryna count up enough to fill my bell with some
And if there ain't enough, then the deli's munched
Seeing boys, wishing I was any of the cunts
Coming home, stressed from the lack of funds
Everywhere I in Benghazi it's a sack of bums
Pricks about shanks and packing guns
Blaming all self-made problems off the back of slums
like this world's all a mess
Every corner that I is a ball of stress
Reminiscing on wrong turns and small
Wondering if this life is really all a
So I put the under my fee
Pen and pad in my pocket and the street
Til I don't the way home, heart under my sleeve
And let it bleed ink 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 I come down Reverie Road
A place where flows
Where none of problems or enemies go
Where no, doors of thought can be closed
Welcome to Reverie
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A full of uncertainty
A of chaos that we try and run perfectly
I'm just as as each of us universally
Stuck the way this Earth, unmercifully
Brings
Bad when I was only a fetus
Left my Mum on her lonely to feed us
With a nuts kid growing, if you'd only of us!
Dodging different bailiffs every hoping to meet us
Always as fuck, living lower class in the strife
No family to turn to and ask for
It's pretty dark for the first half of my life
If exists, the next should be sparkling bright
But fame and ain't what I'm thirsty for
I just be stable by the time I'm 34
Not still tryna buss rhymes, living poor
Struggling to survive in an estate on them murky
But can I make it on this
Every song I've has been illustrated from the heart
But Rap now, just appreciated for the art
And you ain't considered if you don't make it to the charts
Regardless though I adjourn rap
I'm too far down this road now to turn
is a part of my life and that's a firm fact
I'll be doing 'til I'm nothing more than an urns ash
This ain't like any 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 this to divine
So I put the road my feet
Pen and pad in my pocket and the street
Til I don't know the way home, under my sleeve
And let it bleed ink the sheet