Luyện nghe bài hát Stick to Your Vision

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

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

(these eyes) seen alot of shame in the
(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 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 when clouds are over me
So I recelect, remember Kid
On BLS played my joint when I heard protect ya
Back in two, but let's go back to eighty eight
Flemington, Don Mills and
Makin' beats S and gellin' them
Next year changed the scenery, gave birth to energy
Remember when you labels feelin' me
Toa, Ice-T and Enemy
gave me love, you niggas had to envy me
Couldn't stand to see a shine
I seen alot of valleys, I seen of peaks
I seen the with the sweet, victory and defeat
Player haters always overtime
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept
Son, stick to vision, peep the composition

Your fantasize, fuck the rappin', it happen
Yo, people used to say Wes, wake up, dreamin'
I paid my dues, seen me sacrafice
Mr. Maes' got the track, I did a three sixty
song in the key of life
I figured if I stayed focus, when situations seemed hopeless
God starin' in the mirror, black
I want my written out like esco
I'm elevatin', breakin' the spell of
So I'm gone, the parable will carry on
To show the rap world how the slept
Young cats can sitback, puff tron, cool out, and sing
I seen alot of valleys, I seen alot of
I the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
I fell, but a voice kept sayin'
Son, stick to your vision, stick to your
I the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
I seen alot of valleys, I alot of peaks
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept
Son, to your vision, out