Luyện nghe bài hát Victory Lap

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

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

And we on (we on)
Good music, it lies in the
When we here
Will these live on
Till then, we on making 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 that Freshman
Last thinking to myself like
Yah, nah, I win it yet
won't get it, but I'm gonna give it everything
Play my
The 11 months I gave it all everything I had in me
blood, sweat, tears in every god damn city
No label, no deal, no publicist,
Just music that and fans that rode with me
me a gold mine, and a co-sign
While riding a couple dope rides
Two women, both
Not lie, that shit sounds so nice
But I got control and my souls mine
I wouldn't trade it, I'm crazy
I put on for my
that raised me
Rule four thousand eighty, it's really not
Now a make good 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 that moment
Can I my shit

And they say, "Don't where you come from
die holding on to your words
'Cause you you got a whole world to change
But who you got to change 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)