Luyện nghe bài hát The Quest

I am
I am
I am for faith, beauty and hip-hop
I am searching for all those who between hip hop and heaven
And all souls set adrift and free from
With headstrong lyrics rise like smoke from silver incense burners
I wonder who the thunder with the rasping edge
And who banged for with butterflies, serpentine roads and sunsets broken by cicadas
we really lost our century in an hour?
Are we devoured by blind faith in the powers be?
Are these words as tense as bow strings?
Shall we rebuild the tears like sap rubber trees?
me!
Answer me you t.s. elliots in goose down jackets with your felt tip urban hieroglyphs, spliff smoke, and spray
Answer me you with clenched fists 'round the mike
Answer me you angels in
me
Do m.c.'s still rhymes into the purple black of midnight?
Do still fight to make arrangements with deities courting them with a jangle of gold and silver bangles on their wrist?
I need yearning of mangled passion
I need create those style of faith and fashion
I'm searching for hip-hop beats, stomping feet to implore the ? ? ringing the seagulls to muffle the sun
I'm searching for cherry blossoms and ?
You see there will be no toast to the in the banquet table of ?
No golden petals weaving a carpet of
No of arrogance on puckered lips
No islands and dreams of sun-lit silence
No riot of flowers and beauty magnified through outmost
And no free-style incantations to the souls of man
I'm peeling off your so you feel the sun my friend
I want wings, a feather, and booms so we can fly birds to better lands
I'm
I'm wondering how temples are now
I'm up all night in silvery moonlight palms of ? ?
Who my afro-pick?
Who licked my fingertips to sooth scratches from the groove?
Has anybody seen faith, and hip hop?
I have to find faith, and
Hip hop