Luyện nghe bài hát Verb

Hubcaps in the curb
Footsteps silently
The sidewalks, the
The streetlamps that
All look good in the of the world

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

The problems you're
Are not in these
The music, the
It all says the

Are you hip to the
Are you hip to the

Our verbs are in
the One who created
The stars Nashville
And the ones over

Bring it to them on the dos techniques and the microphone
I condone the tone in the zone
Play me a right now that I'll never forget
And feel the kick inflect fiberglass drumsets
It it easy once you hear the speakin' from the Peavey's
Recieving what you will, complements of the
Who's your favorite
Find your friend, a dub
Bought the when they rolled through at the local club
We say if they ain't divinely
Watch the words that they write if not shrubs have been
Whatever we speak, we need to true to that
God's response can be shocking a thousand gigowatts
Sometimes I feel I'm running out of time
And if I look the eyes of the world, then I'd be blind
When I feel like I'm yelling, sometimes it's a whisper
Then write songs help prolong the life of the listener
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 something he created
And if you he did, then my friend, you've been bamboozled
When I speak abundance, the Verbs are like power
Counteract and the back of the ones who devour
Live don't die, they just decompose
If you chose to go with the One you know who