Luyện nghe bài hát Writters Block

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Up, up.. up, up.. Up, Up
Up, Up.. UP, UP UP UP!!
UP!! UP!! UP!!
UP I, UP I, UP I step, UP I
UP I climb, to the
on I await the arrival of the, black liiiine
2000 the abstract nighttrain that should be
in eight complete lifetimes
Do you dig that, ON, number one
or is it my one track
the same two hundred funky people packed together
on one car seats sixty
Reminiscent of the Middle only now we, gliiiide
over oceans of steel, and at the speed of
from the window, in my eye, I see
Damn! Brother, me brother
Would you mind not your umbrella into my lap?
Now was I? What, change to spare?
Man you change your mind, change your plan
change your attitude, change your ideas to your position
As I change my seat, and I the channel on my WatchMan
in time, special guest, The Roots, on the
TRAIN!
John Coltrane and food is my date for the night
with that woman, with that girl, with woman
with that lady, that woman, with that child
I'm honey, honey-child, and I gots ta
gotta, gots ta, gotta gots ta, gots ta gotta get ready
ready to go, read-read to go
Going, going, going, going, going, going, going,
DAMN! ...
I my stop.. Writters Block, hah!