Luyện nghe bài hát World Of Fantasy

Yeah...
Empire...
Lil Wayne...
Question...
Money...(Three)
Dope

Living in a a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His Back the wal
(Cut the music up in my
Living in a a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)

His back against the
(yeah)

1 "Lil wayne"]
Yeah Straight off the corner Apple and
Brave hard bitch the times Im medieval
Married to the block, the Cathedral
Standin on the corner Porcelean to People
Forced into evil, Its all in your
It's also cerebral, me Canival
You follow i lead you
to the needle
The barrel, the battle, the will eat you
named Cita, I love You Cita
Member when your pussy Second husband to beat ya
Remember when i went the kitchen got the cleever
He aint give a fuck i aint give a neither
He could see the devil, see the devil in my
You could the ether
You can see
You can see the Cita, see the in my features
I am her voice and the is my speaker
Im

Living in a a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back the wall
in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the

2 "Question"]
With my up agaist these
Tagged up walls
Fliip grams, hands, Quicksand Pitfalls
Big Balls intact, through Syntac's
That Whether where the Trees dont bend back
Left at 16
I aint never been
it come to being broke i say i never been flat
I ass bitch i aint never been that
Reminisce how cuaghta "slitch" in his lap
IN his newport box with only one left
Snort heroin then shove me in the chest
to really believe, I never be the best
Hell must be on my shoulders Cuz the devil the rest
Right on it through his and
Then Syringe's
Beaten on my kicked the doors of the hinges
I wish i was old enough to stop him he did it
So long agao but even I cant it
So

Living in a a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His agaisnt the wall
Living in a World a
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the

3 "Question"]
Demonic in my
corner like a reverend
Tryna find the change, Shining like im in heaven
Triple seven, Six
Trebulations, trip
Triple grip, triple spitiin' like a had a lip
Lets make simple sense of the difference
if Death's Wing gotta s sinner in a Clench
Revolver in my fist, to a fish
Bait on the line me cath them with this
Hope flound compound off White rock
Ballin Earl man i go in his high tops
Third eye cyclops, beaten by five cops
Left for and it aint even my block
Think of my pops, of my moms
be just blazin listenin to Saigon
Cuz when u up, God strikes you down
Body full of lightenining never hit the ground

Living in a World a
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the
in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the