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 nigga take it no more
Blood of a slave, heart of a
Turn my up

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

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

Narration describes the lives and laws in the ghetto trying to survive
The feature opens this young black child
Finger scratch, cigarette on the sofa, turning the tv down
Mary girls, 45's playing, soft in the background

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

jumping from roofs, shotguns pumping made it through my youth
Walking very thin lines, ages seven and
the age I was on my album cover, this is the rebirth
I know the streets thirst water Moses

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

Spitters, sinners and the game get rid of
Y'all got there but y'all get it all, I want my style back
Hate to cease plan it's the rap reaper man
To them double up hustlers, bidders, who real

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

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