Luyện nghe bài hát Thisisme

"i love the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" -->
(repeat 2x, then 2x with at the end of each line)
it out
Good morning... be at calm, I'm
Huh! it's me
Is it me you're looking (yup)
For the perfect beat, oblique
I'm fresh, I clean, but I can't whistle
*attempt at psss, I'm only buggin
While no dug in the crates, I dug in my
And picked a any rhyme I don't have any time
To waste, I'm hip... even trip
To an easy agent now we fly for free
I can be fly for free, you want some flyer to
buy from me
I got the flame like but I be, u-a-c
Some of the realest illest cats you may see
In your if you get one
Rappers are like jobs to me (why? ) because get done
Here it comes I'm as as cain to get raw
That's why the mix me, I'm gonna bust dickses
Not da bomb so save all your
I'm good to go and also I'm
Rhymes I wrecks affects the
to the preps in the polos, the studs with pros
Hoes who wheeze, the to the dreaded
To folks butters, high rollers and rollers
Players plat studs with stocking caps I be rocking raps
Til I
Niggaz play my tape as much as they do craps
I'm on point, I celo, I see
Hi c, I'm free at
free man, free as the world be
And like an bird, I'm special
But you ain't special, as that investor
So to I say congratulations
I'm glad you had the patience, you have the patience
thisisme
"i the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
Whassup scony I'm that boney homey
From (common) you know me!
Off the gp see me on the tv
Talkin take it ez, and was like "he ain't hardcore!"
But hardcore is far more than and gats
It back to the roots of being true
It's get me me, you just get you you
What I look like, talkin some shit I ain't do?
I ain't nobody I ain't shank nobody
I ain't nobody, it wasn't us it was them!
The warriors, I'm a and still don't have to show no gun
It one to know one, and no one can tell me
How to be, cause i'ma be me,
I'm a man, now check it
"i the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
*singing* sometimes, sometimes, I get a feeling!
I'm chillin at the flat, lookin at the wall
Wondering can I off of it, I'm off a bit
On the mic I be shit
But some say my talk make no sense
I'm to make the dollars, my momma told me
To go to school and be a scholar, but ain't for me
So don't even go there, I'm out of nowhere, to go where
Probably in about years, I won't have no hair
But not only am I the hair club president, I'm also a
I come off a toupee, I still have to pay 2pc dark
A raider never lost the ark/arc, on the shot
But now when I shoot rock, I be all out of
My boy wanted to be a chef
But he went down south, and fell in call me love
Cause love is gonna getcha i'ma
I'm b.j. my arm is strong and I stretch ya
Styles from east to west, all the country
I'm like that big fat one niggaz catch bumpin
I would get bumped more if I was a gangster
But I am a gangsta, call me the of love!!!
I good music, I love my momma
I myself, I love you, and you love me
And -- I'm out
(krs plays in background)
Yo I say peace to my moms, my grandmomma
Lil chandra, and john, yo in peace to my aunt stella
My sides moms, ron's moms, moms, corey's moms
Who are you? people be themselves y'all, peace em out
Common! (4x)
(krs sample is cut and to end)