Luyện nghe bài hát Musika

Yeah, uh, huh
Use your real eyes to realize these real
Yo Marley, let's hit 'em, up
I know why these cats tryin to front

Marley Marl on the musika, KRS on dem da
On the side I teach meta-ta-ta-physica, is a
MC, challenge he, no nigga nah
Let me get this-a, like vinegar

Kris is the hood of America, I ahead of ya
What I spit will ya, retire? Me? No, never, nah
Way too clever for cats that me to sever this endeavor
I'm whatever, hah

The opposite of a lie, many tried to get with guy
But the best can spit with this guy
the teacher, go on and give him a try
I you all the way back to ba-da-bad-ba-ba-bi

Stay fly, without the my
is the gift that I apply, so I ask why
These Kentucky Fried Chicken DJ's breast and thighs
Marley Marl these guys, it takes real eyes to realize these real lies

Oye mietro
This for the hood, for the
Do the loc or get goin
Huh, that cuenta

How can I get in the front if I ain't in front
That's why I spit what I and slide credit to pun
Lies spread it to none, rely on heaven and
A two-faced nigga's what never become

Used to be a [unverified], now I see my rhymes get
To a track two live nayendas
Marley, KRS dude well that makes it tres
a tape, no crosshairs, my aim is great

This the top 8 at 8, it's Hip-Hop 88
When it wasn't all about in a baby face
then
How all them entiendo

Soy un free ya boy, hundred percent see the toys
Can't win on the dog you need a lawyer
Use your real eyes and
That real lies are upon us and gettin cornered

Mira, Mira, the
Mira, see the teacher, he a tina rap eater
The teacher, a speaker
To next to the leader you must be next to BE leader

We free and we to be freer
The one that helps you to a better you, that's your teacher
these lyrics I reach ya
The speaker, roof reacher, proofreader, meaner no one

We chosen, lyric
gun turned old gun
me? No son
Use your eyes to realize these real lies