Luyện nghe bài hát 1987

Acid-wash Guess with the patches
Sportin' the white Diadoras with the hoodie that
I'm wearing two Swatches and a small Gucci
I could worn the Lugi but I left it in the house

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

Now, my nigga just got his jeep out the shop
Mint green sidekick, rag top
'Strictly Business' is the album that we
'You're A Customer', the of the day

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

"Uh, uh, I've seen you before, I've been you and
I was the one the pitcher of water
I rent the large upper room, furnished with tidings of doom
Or pleasure, whichever 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 the blues of the Caspian"

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

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

He's pushing gats hidden in the back, the floor mats
on Jack, we don't have time for your bullshit or playin'
A'salaam a something' or
"Wait isn't Juanita mother?"

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

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

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

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

Reflected in the smogged glass of Carlos, east bodega
Learning to love, she had to cry
Seldom hearing the distant 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 them but the night was young
She the daughter of water faced darkness and smiled
Took mystery as her lover and raised light as her

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

The sun within her, water her
Mushed corn for or was it breakfast
Her stomach turned as if a
She prayed the east and lay there

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

Many of us been taught to sing
And so we scales
Many of us were singing
And thus were with scales

Mermaids, and field hands
a nightsong by the forest
And the ocean was the
In Atlantis they sang

Those thrown had overheard
The mystery of the
And understood that below
would be no more chains

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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