Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic

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

Ayo, the is "stillmatic"
I crawled up out of that grave, the dirt, cleaning my shirt
They thought I'll another "illmatic"
But always forward I'm moving

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

Narration describes the lives and laws tribes in the ghetto to survive
The feature opens with young black child
Finger scratch, cigarette burns on the sofa, turning the tv
Mary jane girls, 45's playing, soft in the

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

People from roofs, shotguns pumping made it through my youth
Walking thin lines, ages seven and nine
That's the age I was on my album cover, is the rebirth
I know the streets water like Moses

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

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

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

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