Luyện nghe bài hát Verb

Hubcaps in the curb
Footsteps disturb
The sidewalks, the
The streetlamps burn
All look good in the eyes of the

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

The problems seeing
Are not in things
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 ones over

Bring it to them on the dos techniques and the microphone
I condone the tone in the zone
Play me a song right now that I'll forget
And feel the kick inflect from drumsets
It makes it easy once you hear the speakin' the Peavey's
what you will, complements of the db's
Who's your band?
Find your friend, a dub
Bought the ticket when they through at the local club
We say if they divinely excited
Watch the that they write if not shrubs have been ignited
Whatever we speak, we need to stay true to
God's can be shocking like a thousand gigowatts
Sometimes I feel like I'm out of time
And if I look through the eyes of the world, I'd be blind
When I like I'm yelling, sometimes it's like a whisper
write songs that help prolong the life of the listener
But I depend on me, 'cause really I can't do nothing
So why in the world does the Devil fronting
to take what ain't his, like it's something he created
And if you think he did, then my friend, you've bamboozled
When I speak abundance, the Verbs are like power
Counteract and break the back of the who devour
Live don't die, they just decompose
If you chose to go with the One you who rose