Luyện nghe bài hát 1-9-9-9

(featuring X & Talib 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 friend 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 gettin mine
No the year, no matter the place, no matter the time

Check it, it's I'm fightin for freedom, writin for freedom
These company niggas I don't like when I see em
My ancestors, I'm writin I see em, and talk wit em
Hopin in the promise I can walk wit em
Shitted on, so many rappers it's like I'm in the wit em
Molest concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, bought
As legends fall my answer heaven's call
daughters get fucked in the reverand's hall
MC's reckless ?I why y'all wanna go and do that?
thought I was solo, the name just ain't the U-Ac
No mo', still
Like in the ghetto photo wit one nigga in the
Holdin liquor in despair, gang 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
Street ministry, my poetry's a penitentiary, 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, everyday ha
how we gon' do it for y'all
Common Sense, Sadat X something in your ear
Something for you to
For the whole world, yaknowimsayin, but it free
a fee, check it out

You squirm wit coughin, whippin cough
Six of madness and you might throw me off
On this great ball of stress that they the earth
I'ma show y'all in rhyme just how shit I been through
And all the I went to, always played the low
It's a competition, this mission here I'm tellin you
up and rhyme-ass niggas here is fellin you
Crash courses, slow down you can't 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 my girl'll be showin
A male seed, praise God I name him
I people I want him to, that's why I chose this
Now is the glass or half-empty
Common, why tempt me?
The of the simply, bore in mic
I always stay on top 'cause I give what they like
I know y'all hate that why I feel I owe everyday
If y'all it a thousand times, it's gon' be the same way
The 'Dat-Father, go farther, why
Now I'm a peaceful man, I don't no stress
You I'm still...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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Yo yo, some get Rovers, some religion change-over
Angel on my main shoulder tellin me remain
Token nigga, over ain't no payola in freestyle
In battles, I'm warring/Warren like a
Searchin for the in me, this style in me
This is like the piece that's now in me
They tried to me god, like Martin on the bal-cony
Lyrically I put a hit on em, 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 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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