Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Thousand Hours

Uh, I hope that God decides to through him
the people decide to walk with him
Regardless of Pitchfork cosigns jumped
Make sure the soundman cock block the drums
Let the snare the air right out of your lungs
And those words be the
Just
Hey man, I'ma say it
Felt I got signed the day that I got an agent
Got an check, shit man I'm paying rent
About damn that I got out of my basement
About time I got around the country and I hit these stages
I was to slay them
Ten thousand hours I'm so damn I can taste it
On Malcolm Gladwell, David Bowie meets Kanye shit
is dedication
A lived for art is never a life wasted
Ten

Ten thousand hours felt ten thousand ants
Ten ants, they carry me
Ten thousand hours like ten thousand ants
Ten thousand ants, they me

Now, now, now
This is my world, this is my
The TV told me something different I believe it
I stand here in front of you all because of an idea
I could be who I wanted if I see my potential
And I know that one day be him
Put the gloves on, sparring my ego
Everyone's greatest obstacle, I beat him, that achievement
Got attachments, some baggage I'm actually working on leaving
See, I observed Escher, I love
I watched Harring, you see I study art
The greats weren't because at birth they could paint
The greats were great 'cause paint a lot
I will not be a statistic, let me be
No child behind, that's the American scheme
I make my off of words
And do what I love for
And got 980 on my SATs
that system, what did you expect?
Generation of kids choosing love a desk
Put hours in and look at what you get
Nothing you can hold, but everything that it is
Ten

Ten thousand hours felt like ten ants
Ten thousand ants, they me
Ten thousand felt like ten thousand ants
Ten thousand ants, carry me

Same shit, different day, struggle
motion as time slips through my knuckles
Nothing beautiful about it, no light at the
For the people put the passion before them being comfortable
Raw, unmedicated heart no
Banging on table tops, no to toot
I'm feeling better than ever man, what is up you?
Scraping my knuckles, I'm battling some drug abuse
I lost friend, got another call from a sister
And I speak for the people share that struggle too
Like they got bruised
My only rehabilitation was the sweat, tears and when up in the booth

It's the part of the where it all fades away
When the lights go to black and the band the stage
And you wanted an encore but no encore today
'Cause the moment is now, can't get it from the grave

Part of the show it all fades
Lights go to black leaves the stage
You an encore but there's no encore today
the moment is now, can't get it back from the grave

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