Luyện nghe bài hát 1987

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

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

Now, my nigga Rafael just got his out the shop
Mint sidekick, custom-made rag top
'Strictly Business' is the that we play
A Customer', the pick of the day

Now a nigga on the block, never seen him before
incense and oil, my man thinks that he's the law
But why on earth would this be on their
As he approaches the window

"Uh, uh, I've seen you before, I've been you and
I was the one bearing the 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 news from the blues of the Caspian"

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

you allow me to be at your service?"
My man is nervous, he believes
That strange tongue deceives
And maybe been informed that

He's pushing gats in the back, beneath the floor mats
Come on Jack, we don't have time for your bullshit or
a something' or another
"Wait isn't your mother?"

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

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

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

In the beginning her where the long awaited rains
Of a parched Somali
Red children danced shadows
In the mound of mascara that eclipsed her face

Reflected in the smogged of Carlos, east street bodega
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 had sacrificed
The clarity for God in the late 1800's
Nonetheless she had allowed him to her name
had eventually led to her misinterpreting her own dreams

And later doubting them but the was young
She the daughter of water faced darkness and smiled
mystery as her lover and raised light as her child

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

The sun within her, beneath her
Mushed for dinner or was it breakfast
Her turned as if a compass
She the east and lay there breathless

They threw her for dead
She silently and fled 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 born with scales

Mermaids, cooks and hands
Sang a nightsong by the
And the ocean was the
In Atlantis where sang

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

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

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

The moon's my mammy, the storm my eye
Dressed in
Robed by ol' man river knows my name
And the reason you were born is the that I came

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

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

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

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

Let's the side
I presented my feminine side with
She cut the stems and them gently down my throat
And these tu-lips soon eclipse your brightest hopes