Luyện nghe bài hát Always Shine

You're in my heart, in my mind
the star that will always shine
Forever you'll be me

Uh, it go
You ever see the inner depths of a man's
Or turtles pouring out of manholes
is balance
Between a comic and a conscious, the challenge
Between the solitary and the conference I examines
That I imagine was a
Would be the start of peace and the transformation of niggas
the transubstantiation of liquor
But that's just them into blood
And we'll be back where we was
Not a peace-sign, but a fascination scissors
So I can cut
Myself off from the of empress, empires, and the sinners
For advancement of human
And other things trying to my publishing and editorials
gon' bring it back to us again
A boomerang might as Halle and Eddie and everybody fuckin' it

You're in my heart, you're in my
You're the that will always shine
Forever you'll be

Even though cars ain't got one
I got and more to spare
No more
My motor-ware match my motivate to mate
Also I drive to stay alive and ride this there
My so mad, so no alcohol in here
I'm Spears on my Jay-Z shit
Affion on the skit
Now how many more can I make with one voice
They call it fake shit
This some shit
It's my me we shit
in every rap I speak with
I hope you're speakin' for me, if I'm speechless
I'mma be you
Even though not here to be with
I hope I see gangsters actin' like teachers
Wake up out they sleep, then they
And the world so Martin King-less

You're in my heart, in my mind
You're the star that will shine
Forever you'll be

And to my Heron, Gil Scott
In a with Baldwin
On a jet with no fear for fallin'
But wishin' it lands
Reminiscent of the dream
Presently en route to the of the machine time
Magazine
With coffee more and milk than coffee
rhymes, rotten beats, and failed hooks
Roads as as braille books
cools, bad French, and mad push at the door
Gourmet food at the starving
A choice of one easy woman at a
take three the hard way
Trying to be as as possible
And vulgar, the more the more profitable
A baby fed molten
And sat upon a pedestal promote called 24 carot souls
How to this
remarks such as the best thing I've ever heard is silence
Some technically impressive
In a faux Spanish hues of a Marxist dialectic
listen to the critics, pointless is the common passerby
Might as not even exist, not even a bit
In the event of my demise everything I prize to the poor
And to the oppressors, I a war
And so on and so