Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Thousand Hours

Uh, I hope God decides to talk through him
That the decide to walk with him
Regardless of Pitchfork cosigns jumped
sure the soundman doesn't cock block the drums
Let the snare knock the air right out of your
And those be the oxygen
breathe
Hey man, regardless say it
Felt like I got signed the day that I got an
Got an iTunes check, shit man I'm rent
About damn that I got out of my basement
About damn time I got around the country and I hit these
I was made to them
Ten hours I'm so damn close I can taste it
On some Malcolm Gladwell, David Bowie meets shit
This is
A life lived for art is never a wasted
Ten

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

Now, now, now
This is my world, is my arena
The TV told me something different I believe it
I stand here in front of you today all of an idea
I could be who I if I could see my potential
And I that one day I'ma be him
Put the gloves on, sparring my ego
Everyone's greatest obstacle, I him, celebrate that achievement
Got some attachments, baggage I'm actually working on leaving
See, I Escher, I love Basquiat
I Keith 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 not be a statistic, just let me be
No child left behind, the American scheme
I my living off of words
And do what I for work
And got around 980 on my
Take that system, did you expect?
Generation of kids choosing love a desk
Put those in and look at what you get
Nothing you can hold, but everything that it is
Ten

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

Same shit, different day, same
Slow motion as slips through my knuckles
beautiful about it, no light at the tunnel
For the that put the passion before them being comfortable
Raw, unmedicated heart no
Banging on tops, no subs to toot
I'm better than ever man, what is up with you?
Scraping my knuckles, I'm battling with drug abuse
I lost friend, got another call from a sister
And I speak for the that share that struggle too
they got something bruised
My rehabilitation was the sweat, tears and blood when up in the booth

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

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

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