Luyện nghe bài hát Verb

Hubcaps in the curb
Footsteps disturb
The sidewalks, the
The that burn
All look in the eyes of the world

I like the music, the beats in my
The DJ, the MC, the of the band
The tastes and smells, the in the air
Take away these, and I wouldn't be here

The problems seeing
Are not in these
The music, the
It all the same

Are you hip to the
Are you hip to the

Our verbs are in
With the One who
The over Nashville
And the over Vegas

Bring it to on the dos techniques and the microphone cone
I condone the tone in the monitor
me a song right now that I'll never forget
And feel the kick inflect fiberglass drumsets
It makes it once you hear the speakin' from the Peavey's
Recieving what you will, of the db's
Who's your band?
Find your friend, a dub
Bought the ticket when they rolled through at the local
We say if they divinely excited
Watch the words that they write if not shrubs have been
Whatever we speak, we need to stay to that
God's response can be shocking a thousand gigowatts
Sometimes I like I'm running out of time
And if I look through the of the world, then I'd be blind
When I feel like I'm yelling, sometimes it's like a
Then write songs that help prolong the life of the
But I can't depend on me, really I can't do nothing
So why in the world does the Devil fronting
Tryin' to take what ain't his, like it's he created
And if you think he did, then my friend, you've been
I speak from abundance, the Verbs are like power
Counteract and break the of the ones who devour
Live musicians don't die, they just
If you chose to go the One you know who rose