Luyện nghe bài hát 1-9-9-9

(featuring Sadat X & Kweli)

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

Check it, it's I'm fightin for freedom, writin for freedom
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 I can walk wit em
Shitted on, so many rappers like I'm in the stall wit em
Molest concepts, start rhythm, dues, bought wisdom
As legends fall my godmother answer heaven's
Preachers' daughters get in the reverand's hall
reckless ?I ball? why y'all wanna go and do that?
Must've thought I was solo, the name ain't the U-Ac
No mo', together
Like in the photo wit one nigga in the chair
Holdin liquor in despair, signs in the air
I shine in spaces where is just a glare
the mic like a memory
Niggas say I'm nice wit metaphors but these are
ministry, my poetry's a penitentiary, track is visitation
Sentences is life, I'm like chief up in demonstration
Still...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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X]*in background during sample*
Check it out, ha yeah
This how we gon' do it for
Common Sense, Sadat X puttin in your ear
for you to grab
For the world, yaknowimsayin, but it ain't free
a fee, check it out

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

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

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