Luyện nghe bài hát Music

Nothing in this world got me like you do
I'd give up my soul if I couldn't sing with you
I'm not the only girl in with you it's crazy
I your groove, now I know I owe everything to you

Music, I'm so in with my music
The way you keep me
Ain't nobody doing what you're doing,

So bring me back to the day when tape decks press
DJ drop the needle the record just break
You are my sunlight, you are the one mic
That so sweet because the beat just inspires me, oh

No to your mind
Your endless is open
To race and kind
Could it be your runs golden

Baby if this were mine
We be singing in the key of life
When gone I can't survive
'Cause I can't be without my

Music, I'm so in with my music
The way you me movin'
Ain't nobody doing you're doing, doing

So bring me back to the day when tape decks play
DJ drop the needle 'til the just break
You are my sunlight, you are the one mic
That sound so sweet because the beat inspires me, oh

of sound, scales and beauty
Audio scenery, electric and
symmetry written in memory
Beautifully scenery
or simplicity, sonic energy

Piercing insensitivity, poetry
For some identity collective entity
Something to belong to a source of
The possibilities, wave and bandwidth
vibration, energizing entire lands with

Something to with or stand for
Lovers to walk hand in with, then plan for
Sanctuary chords, harmony, melodies, riffs can be
Disguised essence, sonically bottled ecstasy
Or melancholy agony angst

Exercising anxieties, entire societies
Making economies, generating
Inspiration synonymously, expression
Intangible invisible but

the language of excitement on survival
Some call it
But is everything, connected to everything
Some say collectively

Music, I'm so in love with my
The way you me movin'
Ain't nobody what you're doing, doing

So bring me back to the day when tape press play
DJ drop the needle 'til the just break
You are my sunlight, you are the one mic
That sound so sweet because the beat just me
Oh, oh, oh, ooh