Luyện nghe bài hát Victory Lap

And they say, "Don't forget where you come
Don't die holding on to your
'Cause you know you got a whole to change
But understand who you got to first"

And I was like "Fuck that", bust back
I remember the days with but a bus pass
I was just a little shorty hoping that I could a bum to buy a 40 for me
And enough for a bud sack
Yeah, and I on that instrumental
Unorthodox like Basquiat the pencil
me a microphone and a beat box I could vent to
Music the only medium that I find myself through
Recluse, sipping on some lean I let loose
Looking in the mirror, watching lose
up in '08, got a job making barely minimum wage
To get that page
Hit the with RL, performing in front of 8 people
And shit will check your ego
About around that time I'm watching EP go
From nothing to getting us around the country
I know no limits, life can in an instant
people turn into sold out shows in a minute
And I'm watching my pops in the back row
With his glass up to my mom, toasting Guinness

And we on (we on)
music, it lies in the ambiance
When we leave
Will these live on
Till then, we keep on the songs

So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
Put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)

I remember Freshman edition
Last thinking to myself like
Yah, nah, I win it yet
Probably won't get it, but I'm gonna it everything
Play my
The next 11 I gave it all everything I had in me
Left blood, sweat, tears in god damn city
No label, no deal, no publicist,
Just that connected and fans that rode with me
Throw me a gold mine, and a
While riding a couple dope rides
Two women, dimes
Not gonna lie, that shit so nice
But I got control and my souls mine
I wouldn't it, maybe I'm crazy
I put on for my
Seattle that me
Rule four thousand eighty, it's really not
Now a days make music, the people are your label

So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
Put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)

Oh my God, feels like a lap
Can I have that
Can I talk my

And they say, "Don't forget where you from
Don't die holding on to words
you know you got a whole world to change
But understand who you got to first"

Put 'em up, up up, up up
Up, up up, up up
Up, up up, up up

Macklemore, Lewis

Put 'em up, up up, up up
Up, up up, up up
Up, up up, up up (so high)