Luyện nghe bài hát 1987

Acid-wash with the leather patches
Sportin' the white Diadoras with the hoodie matches
I'm wearing two and a small Gucci pouch
I could have worn the but I left it in the house

Now, my niggas, and Wayne got gold plates with their names
With the skyline on it, the box link chain
I'm wearing my frames, they match my gear their tint
And you know is the scent

Now, my nigga Rafael just got his jeep out the
green sidekick, custom-made rag top
'Strictly is the album that we play
'You're A Customer', the of the day

Now there's a nigga on the block, seen him before
Selling and oil, my man thinks that he's the law
But why on would this be on their agenda?
As he slowly approaches the

"Uh, uh, I've seen you before, I've you and more
I was the one the pitcher of water
I rent the large upper room, with tidings of your doom
Or pleasure, feathers decrease"

Yo Ralph, is he to me?
"No I'm talking to the sea son's
I'm the of the day
I bring news from the of the Caspian"

My man laughs, he's one them crazy
Turn the music up 'cause I'm the E-Double
"Wait, but, but, but, but I the volume of the sea
And sound waves as I

Will you allow me to be at service?"
My man Ralph is nervous, he
That this strange tongue
And maybe he's informed that

pushing gats hidden in the back, beneath the floor mats
Come on Jack, we don't time for your bullshit or playin'
A'salaam a or another
"Wait Juanita your mother?"

"I told you I you, now grant me a moment"
At the of Atlantis we stand
Ours is the blood that flowed from the of his hands
On the plow till earth I'm now

Moon cycles revisited, womb of the sun
moon of occasions wave the wolves where they run
And we run towards the light casting on the winds
As is the science of the of sleeping women

Lost in his eyes they soon reflect my are grinning
But I'm a pupil of his sight, the are spinning
Yo, I'll see ya'll later on

In the beginning her tears where the long rains
Of a Somali village
Red dusted children shadows
In the newfound mound of mascara eclipsed her face

Reflected in the smogged glass of Carlos, east street
Learning to love, she had to cry
Seldom the distant thunder in her lovers ambivalent sighs
He was not honest, she was not

A great grandmother had
The family's for God in the late 1800's
Nonetheless she had allowed him to her name
Which had eventually led to her her own dreams

And later doubting but the night was young
She the firstborn daughter of water faced darkness and
Took mystery as her lover and raised as her child

Man, that was wild, you should have seen how they ran
She woke up in a alley with a gun in her
Tupac in lotus minutes, blood on his hands
She up on a vessel, the land behind her

The sun her, water beneath her
corn for dinner or was it breakfast
Her stomach turned as if a
She prayed the and lay there breathless

They threw her overboard for
She swam silently and into the blue sea
La soh fa mi, re do, si
The seventh octave, I don't to confuse you

Many of us have been taught to
And so we practice
Many of us born singing
And thus were born with

Mermaids, cooks and field
a nightsong by the forest
And the was the chorus
In Atlantis where they

thrown overboard had overheard
The of the undertow
And that down below
There would be no more

They surrendered and name
And survived as rain
I'm the man
The say storm is coming

A white buffalo was born, running
And if you very close, you'll hear a humming
Beneath the of our purpose lies
Rumors of ancient man, in cloud face minstrels in the sky

The my mammy, the storm holds my eye
in westerlies
Robed by robes ol' man knows my name
And the reason you were born is the reason I came

Then she looks me in the
And her get weak
Pulse rate descends, rate increase
Emcees look me in the face and their eyes get

Pulse rates descends, rate increase
look me in the face and their eyes get weak
Pulse rates descends, rate increase
It's like "beam me up, Scottie", I control your

I'm as as AIDS when it's time to rock a party
We all rocked fades, fresh faded in
And when we rock the mic, we the mic
And we rock the mic, we rock the mic

And when we rock the mic, we the mic
But look feminine side, ignore the feminine side
Let's the side, ignore the feminine side
Let's the side, ignore the feminine side

the feminine side
I presented my feminine with flowers
She cut the stems and placed gently down my throat
And these tu-lips might eclipse your brightest hopes