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, it easy slow down
I had this, I had friend of mine
Who just, you know, he was movin too fast,
I him to slow down, he said the sun don't chill
I said, I said still, I still, you gotta
Just appreciate life, sit back, don't let it fly past you
No matter what go on I'm gettin mine
No matter the year, no matter the place, no matter the

Check it, like I'm fightin for freedom, writin for freedom
These record company niggas I don't when I see em
My ancestors, when I'm writin I see em, and wit em
in the promise land I can walk wit em
Shitted on, so many rappers it's like I'm in the wit em
concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, bought wisdom
As legends fall my godmother heaven's call
Preachers' get fucked in the reverand's hall
MC's reckless ?I ball? why y'all wanna go and do
Must've thought I was solo, the name just ain't the
No mo', together
Like in the photo wit one nigga in the chair
Holdin in despair, gang signs in the air
I shine in spaces where is just a glare
Hold the mic like a
Niggas say I'm wit metaphors but these are similes
Street ministry, my poetry's a penitentiary, 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 background during sample*
it out, everyday ha yeah
This how we gon' do it for
Common Sense, X puttin something in your ear
Something for you to
For the whole world, yaknowimsayin, but it ain't
It's a fee, it out

You squirm wit this coughin, cough
Six of madness and you might throw me off
On this great ball of that they call the earth
I'ma show y'all in rhyme just how much shit I through
And all the place I went to, played the low
It's like a competition, this mission I'm tellin you
Slip up and rhyme-ass niggas is fellin you
courses, slow down you can't learn that quick
'cause I'm the dead eye, wit the red eye, 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 people I want him to, that's why I chose this
Now is the half-full or half-empty
Common, why tempt me?
The of the simply, bore in mic
I always on top 'cause I give niggas what they like
I know y'all hate 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, get Range Rovers, some religion change-over
Angel on my main shoulder me remain sober
Token nigga, over ain't no payola in freestyle
In battles, I'm warring/Warren a G-Child
Searchin for the in me, this style in me
This release is like the that's 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 flick at the Kitty
Tryin to get a chick to it wit me till the tilt
her my Chamber's like Wilt
Built wit her for a sec, let her I had respect
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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