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
hard bitch like the times Im medieval
Married to the block, Divorce the
Standin on the corner selling Porcelean to
into evil, Its all in your head
It's cerebral, call me Canival
You follow when i you
Straight to the
The barrel, the battle, the will eat you
Mama Cita, I love You Cita
Member when your pussy Second used to beat ya
when i went into the kitchen got the cleever
He aint give a fuck i aint give a fuck
He could see the devil, see the devil in my
You smell the ether
You can see
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my
I am her voice and the World is my
Im

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

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

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

3 "Question"]
Demonic in my
Street corner like a
find the change, Shining lightining like im in heaven
Triple seven, Six
Trebulations, Triple
Triple grip, triple like a had a trple lip
make simple sense of the main difference
Angel if Death's Wing s sinner in a Clench
Revolver in my fist, to a fish
Bait on the line watch me them with this
Hope flound compound off round White
Ballin Earl man i go in his high tops
Third eye cyclops, beaten by five cops
Left for dead and it aint my block
of my pops, thinkin of my moms
Rather be just listenin to Saigon
Cuz when u think up, God strikes you
Body full of current lightenining never hit the

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