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 got gold plates with their names
With the skyline on it, with the box chain
I'm wearing my frames, they match my gear with their
And you Lagerfields is the scent

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

Now there's a on the block, never seen him before
Selling incense and oil, my man thinks 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 you and more
I was the one the pitcher of water
I rent the large upper room, 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 crazy motherfuckers
the music 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
this strange tongue deceives
And maybe he's been informed

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

"I you I know 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 earth till I'm now

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

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

In the beginning her tears where the awaited rains
Of a parched Somali
Red dusted children danced
In the newfound mound of mascara that her face

Reflected in the smogged glass of Carlos, east street
to love, she had forgotten to cry
Seldom hearing the 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 him to mispronounce her name
had eventually led to her misinterpreting her own dreams

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

Man, that was wild, you should have seen how they ran
She up in a alley with 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, water her
Mushed corn for or was it breakfast
Her turned as if a compass
She the east and lay there breathless

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

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

Mermaids, cooks and field
Sang a by the forest
And the ocean was the
In where they sang

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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