Luyện nghe bài hát Stick to Your Vision

Yo brothers ain't seen what I in this game son
Been in this game a long long time
Yo ninety
strivin' though
It's the visine baby the visine
Yo

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

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

I grab the microphone, the priest does a roseary
Johova be shinin' when clouds are me
So I recelect, Kid Capri
On BLS played my joint when I protect ya neck
Back in two, but let's go back to eighty eight
Flemington, Don and Negleton
Makin' beats with S and gellin'
Next year changed the scenery, gave to your energy
Remember you labels wasn't feelin' me
Toa, and Public Enemy
Much me love, you niggas had to envy me
Couldn't to see a brother shine
I seen alot of valleys, I alot of peaks
I the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
haters always workin' overtime
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept
Son, to your vision, peep the composition

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