Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Childhood

Yeah,

"Cause I flow the for the street"
Who else it be"
"Nas"

Yo
Explode, my were drunken from quarts of beers
Was years back, before would explore a career in rap
As a music dude, I mastered this Cube
Godzilla, fought Gargantua, glued to the tube
Was a, long ago, John Boy Ice
Geronimo po-lice out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops puffin his sess, punching his like a gorilla
Outside was psychoes,
Saw Divine, and Chungo, Lil' Turkey
R.I.P. Tyrone, no cursing front of Ms. Vercey
Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge
My was 40-16, once in the blue, hallways was clean
I knew, all that I'd had meant something
early, to fear none little Nas was hunting
Living carefree laughing, got jokes on the
Y'all acting like some old folks don't hear me
Yo I'm in my childhood

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

Yo, dude is 31, in his moms crib
Ex-convict, was paroled there after his bid
Cornrows in his hair, slinging, got a crew
break his moms furniture, watching Comicview
Got babies by different high smoking L's
In the same spot he stood since, well
When his slow, he be crazy
Say he by his moms, hit her on her
Junior high school dropout, teachers never
They was paid just to show up and leave, no one
So he moves with his peers, different blocks, years
on, different benches like it's musical chairs
All his peoples moved on in life, on the corners at night
With young it's them he want to be like
It's sad but it's fun to him right? He never up
31 and can't give his youth, in his second childhood

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

Baby girl she's talking name dropping hanging late
Drinking smoking hates her baby daddy, shopping
E Ecstasy taking, won't finish her education
Best friend she keeps changing, with limitations
Lusting men, hotels, Fendi Chanel
With nothing in her bank fronting she do well
Her kid suffers he don't get that love he
He the Sun, she the Earth, single mom, worse
No job never stay working, mad
Shorty they call her the surgeon
Time flying she the person, never matures
All her friends married well
She's in the streets yakkin like she was 12
is twenty-seven, argues fights
Selfish in her own right, polite, guess in her second childhood

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"