Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Childhood

Yeah,

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

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

"Cause when I 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 else 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 after his long bid
Cornrows in his hair, slinging, got a crew
They break his moms furniture, watching
Got babies by ladies high smoking L's
In the same spot he stood since, well
his stash 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 with his peers, different blocks, different years
Sitting on, different benches like it's musical
All his peoples moved on in life, he's on the at night
With dudes 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 his youth, he's in his 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 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 always talking name dropping hanging
Drinking smoking hates her baby daddy, craves
E popping taking, won't finish her education
friend she keeps changing, stuck with limitations
Lusting men, hotels, Fendi Chanel
With in her bank account fronting she do well
Her kid suffers he get that love he deserve
He the Sun, she the Earth, single mom, even
No job never working, mad purty
Shorty call her the brain surgeon
Time she the same person, never matures
All her married doing well
She's in the streets yakkety like she was 12
is twenty-seven, argues fights
Selfish in her own right, polite, she's 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 could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

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