Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection '95

Yeah i'ma get this one off for eighty-seven
South of chicago, chicago everywhere check it
It's like y'all, get live get down
Common sense is in town
I said c'mon y'all, get get down
Common sense is in town
one:
I in the gathering possessed by a patter-in
That be
Over the will my vocals be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen it's that's babblin
that are masculine
I grab them in, badgerin broads
I wish that madelline, was back on lp
Raps I make up blacks do excuses
I feel noah, hookin my mellows up on deuces
If a broad ain't got a mind or job or crib she
Acoustic embrace rhymes while I chase mines
They say signs of the end is
I wonder can I walk a righteous path holdin a
Got more verses than a kramer, go off a pager
Skills uglier craig mack in your ear I'm the flavor
My old said some of my songs sound like noise
Don't watch the bulls as much, got too many white boys
A million men walkin, towards one direction
For sure, the cream of the planets...
Verse
A prophet, raised among disciples and vice lords
Who don't give a fuck about mic cords and swords
Get up, together black risk cup
I'm wishin for a change, my man want his in a cup
Yessir, I'm in the
Bitches put em on the glass while I'm puttin stickers on ass
I rule everything me like cash
On the rocks of reality, dreams get
In jams I m*a*s*h like alan
Niggaz nod, say hey as if I was little walter
Eighty-seven strip walker the code of the area
By staying, the barrier
Exposed to stony stimuli, that I identify
Brothers went through my rotate solidify the
Skull-caps, puffy jacket, lug boots on
to me is like goin to the county being a neutron
Verse
I ride the rhythm a schwinn bike
in dim light
I use to enlight
Device up in da skin
Words of wisdom wail from my
Imaginations in
I send light, like kite I've been bright
Get open like on gym
And in fights I rights
Don't hook with skins my like
I nights up in dykes
I've been indicted as a of all trades
I got it
I in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums
Come from a of bums
Hooked on and mums
Had to halt with the, liquor
Cause off the malt I fought niggaz
Now my speech and thoughts
Cruisin southside streets with no heat and no
U ak got my and we don't get no thicker
got my back and we don't get no thicker
Chicago got my back and we now check it
I'm a ho but not a ho
Ain't of no nigga
But it's my turn to go I go
And I'm gone with the