Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Thousand Hours

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

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

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

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

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

It's the of the show where it all fades away
the lights go to black and the band leaves 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 away
Lights go to black band the stage
You wanted an encore but there's no encore
the moment is now, can't get it back from the grave

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