Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic

Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a
Boiling in my
It's just hot until a can't take it no more
of a slave, heart of a king
Turn my up

Ayo, the is "stillmatic"
I crawled up out of that grave, wiping the dirt, cleaning my
They thought make another "illmatic"
But it's forward I'm moving

Never stupid here's another classic
is falling from the sky
By now the credits roll starring nas poet, produced, directed by
The kid escobar

Narration describes the lives and laws tribes in the ghetto trying to
The feature opens with this young black
Finger scratch, cigarette burns on the sofa, turning the tv
Mary jane girls, playing, soft in the background

Food see-town's mornings was hash browns
Stepped dope fiends, walking out the door, all of us paw
I the difference between the snitches, the real ones, and who's soft
And the murderous, hungriest

People jumping from roofs, pumping made it through my youth
Walking very lines, ages seven and nine
That's the age I was on my album cover, this is the
I the streets thirst water like Moses

Walking the hot desert searching to be free
This is my end and my new beginning
Out for the in a mega places, it's like a glitch in the
I seen it at all, did it all, most of been pop for a minute

Spitters, and the game get rid of y'all
got there but y'all didn't get it all, I want my style back
Hate to y'all plan it's the rap reaper man
To them double up hustlers, bidders, who real

Professionals, stick up childs dreaming for
Let my words you, get inside you
From to pirals this is survival

Blood of a slave, heart of a
of a slave, heart of a king
Uh, uh blood of a slave, heart of a
Uh, yea
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