Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Thousand Hours

Uh, I hope that God decides to talk him
That the people decide to with him
Regardless of Pitchfork cosigns I've
Make sure the soundman doesn't block the drums
Let the snare knock the air right out of lungs
And words be the oxygen
Just
Hey man, I'ma say it
Felt like I got the day that I got an agent
Got an check, shit man I'm paying rent
damn time that I got out of my basement
About damn time I got around the country and I hit these
I was to slay them
Ten thousand hours I'm so damn close I can it
On some Malcolm Gladwell, David Bowie meets Kanye
This is
A life lived for art is a life wasted
Ten

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

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

Ten thousand hours felt like ten 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 slips through my
Nothing about it, no light at the tunnel
For the people put the passion before them being comfortable
Raw, heart no substitute
on table tops, no subs to toot
I'm feeling better than ever man, what is up with
Scraping my knuckles, I'm with some drug abuse
I lost another friend, got call from a sister
And I speak for the people that that struggle too
Like got something bruised
My rehabilitation was the sweat, tears and blood when up in the booth

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

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