Luyện nghe bài hát 1987

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

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

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

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

"Uh, uh, seen you before, I've been you and more
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 to the sea son's resurrected
I'm the of the day
I bring news the blues of the Caspian"

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

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

He's pushing hidden in the back, beneath the floor mats
Come on Jack, we don't have time for your bullshit or
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 flowed from the palms of his hands
On the till earth till I'm now

Moon revisited, womb fruit of the sun
Full moon of occasions wave the wolves they run
And we run towards the light love on the winds
As is the of the aroma of sleeping women

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

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

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

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

And later them but the night was young
She the firstborn daughter of water faced and smiled
Took mystery as her lover and raised light as her

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

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

threw her overboard for dead
She swam 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 taught to sing
And so we scales
of us were born singing
And thus born with scales

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

Those thrown overboard had
The mystery of the
And understood that down
There would be no chains

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

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

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

she looks me in the face
And her get weak
Pulse descends, hearts rate 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 rates descends, hearts rate
It's like "beam me up, Scottie", I control body

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

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

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