Luyện nghe bài hát Verb

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

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 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
With the One who
The stars Nashville
And the ones over

it to them on the dos techniques and the microphone cone
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 the speakin' from the Peavey's
Recieving what you will, complements of the
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 divinely
Watch the that they write if not shrubs have been ignited
Whatever we speak, we need to stay to that
God's can be shocking like a thousand gigowatts
Sometimes I like I'm running out of time
And if I look through the eyes of the world, I'd be blind
When I feel like I'm yelling, it's like a whisper
Then songs that help prolong the life of the listener
But I can't depend on me, 'cause really I can't do
So why in the world does the Devil keep
Tryin' to take what ain't his, it's something he created
And if you think he did, my friend, you've been bamboozled
When I from abundance, the Verbs are like power
Counteract and break the back of the who devour
musicians don't die, they just decompose
If you chose to go with the One you who rose