Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

One two
See
Right here is heat
Yo, yo, massive

There's something deep
That's you that love's so much more
This is just a
When everything's
You know it's for the writing wars
If it's just a

When I feel the way of my innocence
Looking for emotions are fallacy
is waiting on that dominance
Hoping for new and alibis

And I'm you, ohh
If I could starve from
And I bet you, ohh the
in your head but there's no place to go

There's something deep
That's telling you love's so much more
is just a masquerade

I sit back the microphone watchin' these MC's turn to actors
Producin' all the factors that life, into a masquerade
We a bunch of mannequins battery operated, inoculated
With five sentences us to the Earth
Rich sinners since the days of my
For it's worth, dissuaded love
I'm steadily spreadin' love the beat down
Let's and feel the heat now

Like beautiful rain, on the plain
'Cause the sun parch the ground on the sound
I it down, to elements H2O
A place to go, that you can't the flow
Does not exist, I love the so I persist
Intelligent Or just Gorillas in the Mist
Clenchin' a black fist, for the size of bill
I leave the so you can think about it now so just chill

something
There's deep in
something
There's deep inside
That's telling you love's so much more
This is just a
When alright
You know time for the writing wars
If it's just a

shit, ration, tryin' to step up
But they can't even cash it, kick shit

{First message
In this venture, nothing gained, only just touched the surface
Once nervous, when for a worthless purpose
It was once more than this, the heart left the beat
The soul left the speech, I'm trying to reach
My niche, and teach the love inside the hate of a present day
Got stepped after, being genuine swept away}

{Before the of diamonds, bells
And a platinum place, fallen grace
Not my with another trace
Of the same I came in, this thing is worth saving
Standing in the pockets holding of what I'm saying
Blaming myself only for supporting what they're

{I may peek through the storm, but now raining
Unchanging of late, hard to be creative
creating is native to me, I tried to be
Even couldn't save it, from the days of pages
They couldn't believe I would say
No longer without wings, Kamau is what my is}

many undermine, what I underline
Placing my poetry their making of rhymes
It was a creation of
bricks or blank slates
Subway trains and cardboard bound with masking
It was the sound of the evening, the way the day late
Words tumble from lungs my tongue
And gave a new taste to my

{It doesn't even matter how the would paint us
With love on our side could barely stand against us
Um, up? Uh Kheaven, what's goin' down?
Um I got message, and uh yeah
Basically call me back and me
Sorry the length of the message, but you know
You it? Aight man peace
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