Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Thousand Hours

Uh, I hope that God to talk through him
That the people decide to with him
of Pitchfork cosigns I've jumped
Make sure the soundman cock block the drums
Let the snare knock the air right out of lungs
And those be the oxygen
Just
Hey man, I'ma say it
like I got signed the day that I got an agent
Got an iTunes check, man I'm paying rent
About damn time I got out of my basement
About damn I got around the country and I hit these stages
I was made to slay
Ten thousand hours I'm so damn close I can it
On some Gladwell, David Bowie meets Kanye shit
is dedication
A life lived for art is a life wasted
Ten

Ten thousand hours like ten thousand ants
Ten thousand ants, they me
Ten thousand hours felt ten thousand ants
Ten thousand ants, carry 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 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, some baggage I'm actually on leaving
See, I Escher, I love Basquiat
I Keith Harring, you see I study art
The greats weren't great at birth they could paint
The greats were 'cause they paint a lot
I will not be a statistic, let me be
No child left behind, that's the scheme
I make my living off of
And do what I love for
And got 980 on my SATs
Take that system, did you expect?
of kids choosing love over a desk
Put those hours in and look at you get
that you can hold, but everything that it is
Ten

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

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

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

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