Luyện nghe bài hát 1-9-9-9

(featuring Sadat X & Kweli)

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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Kweli]
Yo, just relax, take it easy down
I had this, I had this friend of
Who just, you know, he was movin too fast,
I told him to slow down, he the sun don't chill
I said, I said still, I still, you gotta
Just appreciate life, sit back, don't let it fly right you
No matter what go on I'm still gettin
No matter the year, no the place, no matter the time

Check it, it's like I'm fightin for freedom, writin for
These record company I don't like when I see em
My ancestors, when I'm I see em, and talk wit em
Hopin in the promise land I can wit em
Shitted on, so many rappers it's like I'm in the wit em
Molest concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, wisdom
As legends my godmother answer heaven's call
Preachers' daughters get fucked in the hall
MC's reckless ?I ball? why y'all go and do that?
Must've thought I was solo, the just ain't the U-Ac
No mo', still
Like in the ghetto wit one nigga in the chair
Holdin liquor in despair, gang in the air
I shine in spaces where time is just a
Hold the mic like a
Niggas say I'm nice wit metaphors but these are
Street ministry, my a penitentiary, track is visitation
Sentences is life, I'm like up in this demonstration
Still...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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[Sadat X]*in during sample*
Check it out, everyday ha
how we gon' do it for y'all
Common Sense, Sadat X puttin in your ear
Something for you to
For the whole world, yaknowimsayin, but it ain't
a fee, check it out

You squirm wit this coughin, whippin
Six of madness and you might throw me off
On great ball of stress that they call the earth
show y'all in rhyme just how much shit I been through
And all the I went to, always played the low
It's like a competition, this mission I'm tellin you
Slip up and rhyme-ass niggas here is you
courses, slow down you can't learn that quick
'cause I'm the eye, wit the red eye, from Chi to L-I
I thought y'all knew, every year I grew, I'm still
And in a year or two I hope my be showin
A male seed, praise God I him Moses
I lead people I want him to, that's why I chose
Now is the glass or half-empty
Common, why they me?
The king of the simply, in mic
I always stay on top 'cause I give niggas what like
I y'all hate that why I feel I owe y'all everyday
If y'all hear it a thousand times, it's be the same way
The 'Dat-Father, go farther, why
Now I'm a peaceful man, I don't want no
You I'm still...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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Yo yo, some get Range Rovers, religion change-over
Angel on my main shoulder tellin me remain
nigga, game's over ain't no payola in freestyle
In battles, I'm like a G-Child
for the child in me, this style in me
This release is like the that's now in me
They tried to 'sassinate me god, Martin on the bal-cony
Lyrically I put a hit on em, 'cause I'm the
Catch a at the Liquid Kitty
to get a chick to kick it wit me till the tilt
Told her my Chamber's Wilt
wit her for a sec, let her know I had respect
Less than a hour she was me neck, yo I'm still gettin mine...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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