Luyện nghe bài hát Stick to Your Vision

Yo ain't seen what I seen in this game son
Been in this a long long long time
Yo nine
Still though
It's the visine baby it's the
Yo

I build Israelites Rastafarians God bodies
F o y Muslims T.O. to Brooklyn
nights in Bedsty blazin' trees out in Cali
With brothers from frat sippin' henny mad
Got Toronto's rap title to
Met Quincy in eighty nine, that's my idol
Chicks from every nationality, hospitality
Listen, my rendition
Grabbin' me, mad love in the club
Performed for royalty and
Even done shows with the greatest emcees of all
I was the one who used to say (eighty is mine)
I've seen alot of valleys, I've seen alot of
I've seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and
Son, stick to your vision, peep the
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept

(these eyes) seen of shame in the game
(these eyes) seen alot of with the fame
(these eyes) seen alot of highs and lows, but that's just the way life
(these eyes) my name written in lights
(these eyes) I seen alot of in my life
(these eyes) seen alot of and lows, but that's just the way life goes

I the microphone, like the priest does a roseary
Johova be shinin' when clouds are me
So I recelect, Kid Capri
On BLS played my when I heard protect ya neck
in ninety two, but let's go back to eighty eight
Flemington, Don Mills and
Makin' with S and gellin' them
Next year changed the scenery, gave to your energy
Remember when you wasn't feelin' me
Toa, Ice-T and Public
Much gave me love, you niggas had to me
Couldn't stand to see a shine
I seen alot of valleys, I alot of peaks
I the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
Player always workin' overtime
I fell, but a voice kept sayin'
Son, stick to your vision, peep the

Your fantasize, fuck the rappin', it won't
Yo, people to say Wes, wake up, stop dreamin'
I paid my dues, brothers me sacrafice
Mr. Maes' got the iller track, I did a sixty
song in the key of life
I figured that if I stayed focus, when situations seemed
God starin' in the mirror, black
I want my lyrics written out like
I'm elevatin', the spell of satan
So when I'm gone, the will carry on
To show the rap world how the slept
Young cats can sitback, puff tron, out, and sing along
I seen of valleys, I seen alot of peaks
I seen the bitter with the sweet, and defeat
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept
Son, stick to your vision, to your vision
I the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
I seen alot of valleys, I seen of peaks
Sometimes I fell, but a voice sayin'
Son, stick to vision, out