Luyện nghe bài hát Verb

Hubcaps in the curb
silently disturb
The sidewalks, the
The streetlamps burn
All look in the eyes of the world

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

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

Are you hip to the
Are you hip to the

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

Bring it to on the dos techniques and the microphone cone
I condone the in the monitor zone
me a song right now that I'll never forget
And feel the kick from fiberglass drumsets
It makes it once you hear the speakin' from the Peavey's
what you will, complements of the db's
Who's your band?
your friend, make a dub
Bought the ticket when rolled through at the local club
We say if they ain't excited
Watch the words that write if not shrubs have been ignited
Whatever we speak, we need to stay true to
God's response can be shocking a thousand gigowatts
Sometimes I like I'm running out of time
And if I look through the eyes of the world, then I'd be
When I feel like I'm yelling, 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 the Devil keep fronting
Tryin' to take what ain't his, it's something he created
And if you he did, then my friend, you've been bamboozled
I speak from abundance, the Verbs are like power
Counteract and break the back of the ones who
Live musicians don't die, they decompose
If you chose to go with the One you know who