Luyện nghe bài hát 1987

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A grandmother had sacrificed
The family's clarity for God in the late
Nonetheless she had allowed him to her name
Which had eventually led to her misinterpreting her own

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

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

The sun within her, water her
Mushed for dinner or was it breakfast
Her stomach turned as if a
She prayed the 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 mean to confuse you

Many of us have been to sing
And so we practice
Many of us were born
And thus were born scales

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

Those thrown overboard had
The mystery of the
And understood down below
would be no more chains

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

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

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

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

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

I'm as deadly as AIDS when it's to rock a party
We all rocked fades, faded 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, ignore the side
Let's the feminine side, ignore the side
Let's the side, ignore the feminine side

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