Luyện nghe bài hát 9th Wonder (Blackitolism)

Ah yea
Whole

Whose

We lounge stay notice our G limp
A natural flair with our ass hair
Style baggy out slick
Creamy and fresh east to west

To the universal
Old M-C's

I'm this year, I'm slicker this year
Myrtle Ave A got the pic in my hair
And what 16 later still lounge
Fresh, from bush in my baggy booster gets

Style is tight ee's the cami' fatigues
50,000 of black, so what's up
Can we avenue slide style ghetto walk
To the and wild Crooklyn, New york

Creamy kid yo Smith and win a blessing
The angular blow spots, bang, 11
Hangin' bats,'cause the 12 inch wax
Say and my hair say 'fro

And my blood say bro, my say, "Eh, yo!"
Make sparks the barrel me tal pistol
To the depths I seems lunar like aqua
The cool blast we black we wild flowers

Scott La had 'em all, I gots the ball
And roll a panthers through these project halls
The 3 color can't hold my baggys sag
7 1 8 to

Black motion is ocean
in my ways since days of the classic
Now glamour boys want to be phatted
But I'm slicker this year, I'm this year, yea

East Beast candles on
all over the city
And your deck blasting
7 hours and the phat fly sneakers and the

To the hip hop
To the mix tape
To the west
To the boogie down

I was raised in the of the Manchu Clan
And 5 elements posture take a be boy
With the gold front shinin', the baggy saggin'
Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin'

But I'm climbin', new ways of rhymin'
Not livin' like a is strickly about survivin'
Divin', into the groove of the ghetto
This downtown flavor from many angles

Yes, the notorious, with so glorious
The Manchu Monkey flunkies is victorious
Rappers be boring us rhymes of conventional
Dazed and amazed they hear the three dimensional

Lyrical skills of the insect
Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic
Now I'm with the 7 and the crescent
Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today's

the fact that I'm solar guaranteed to go far
'Cause the mind is inter
Still pieced like that so have no
But I'm this year, I'm slicker this year

To the everywhere
To the S I
To the lumpen
Don't forget about peeps when ya

Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea
93 million miles above these
Play me in the winter, play me in the
Play me in the autumn, any

You want 'em I got 'em drippin' water
Catch me at a hot spot with the daughters
We bouncing, moving the truth circles
We played you you change,strictly ought to

We stratify our wealth my looty in the bank
There's love the ranks
Now I'm a 'bout to meet my home 'cause we be alike
A alike, see alike, G alike

Joyce
(On the wheels)
Jazzy
(No smoother)
Jazzy
(Phatter a '94 land cruiser)
you from?
(The representin' like whatever, fly)
Cool are you this year?
(Yea, watch)

Hit it
Hit it
Hit it