Luyện nghe bài hát Verb

Hubcaps in the curb
Footsteps silently
The sidewalks, the
The that burn
All good in the eyes of the world

I like the music, the in my head
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 are in line
the One who created
The stars over
And the ones Vegas

Bring it to them on the dos and the microphone cone
I the tone in the monitor zone
Play me a right now that I'll never forget
And the kick inflect from fiberglass drumsets
It it easy once you hear the speakin' from the Peavey's
Recieving what you will, complements of the
Who's your band?
Find friend, make a dub
Bought the ticket when they rolled through at the local
We say if they ain't excited
Watch the words they write if not shrubs have been ignited
we speak, we need to stay true to that
God's response can be shocking like a gigowatts
I feel 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
Then write songs that help prolong the life of the
But I can't on me, 'cause really I can't do nothing
So why in the world does the keep fronting
Tryin' to take ain't his, like it's something he created
And if you think he did, my friend, you've been bamboozled
I speak from 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