Luyện nghe bài hát Alina

This one is out to all our peeps out there
Who us to the next level, to da 4lyn level
And had our for mad years.
Now it's for us to take it back and pay dues
And pay respect to all our families, friends and

You saw me tripping on the mic everyday, see where I am
Got a debut out now, pow
It's been a time, like Rakim said way back.
And I met a lot of
Some of them were cool and were whack

Paper idiots, I saw 'em slime
And rootless wannabe's, I saw 'em, try to
I met people with no backbone, try to dig in ma
And I met people, no matter what they how to rock it

I dedicate this track to all the people who me love
To mom, Z and God up above
Nasty, and P dog for holding it down
Brampton city, old school roots by tha

And John, I wish ya ass could be
'Cause without you, nothing the same out here
People like you make this worth living and I love you for that
For looking after me and ma back, peace

And for my peeps I care
without some of them I wouldn't be here
Be
And all know how I feel

To ma mentor, teacher and my idol, ma Guido
I hope you got from suicide
Found a better crib? I hope ya ass is well
Life is hard days, yo, it ain't hard to tell

Mr Chips and and ma bro harmful
A and B represented and a came true for 4lyn
Kane, Dee and Chinah
Without you guys I'm nothing in this dream

Carolyn and ma girl Hard Knox for staying to the game
And knocking out da box
My sikk kids Greenspan in effect
Rock and DMK, to me you guys are all of dat

Sir Mad, here trouble indeed
The dealers in double H, C I T Y for mad weed
Thanks a fucking lot for being when I needed you da most
Ronnie Brazko, 4lyn and I'm

And for my peeps I care
'Cause without of them I wouldn't be here
Be
And they all how I feel

Now I it way back, bust sum shots, to1 rhyme
to all ya guys
Who've been down with the lizzy n squizzad
this out

To all our for sticking behind us
For all ya love, and all of ya trust, come on
Miss Wicked, Dominic, La
For you know how we feel

Ali, Sir Kellner, Olb, Thorsten and Nela
For letting us do what we in our own swing
To Bartek, and crew and Mer le
down in our hearts, what else can I say?

Yo, my G homies
I feel ya, my love and inspiration from Brownstown,
All the clubs played in and bands we played with
Max and Dartman, the blue noise department

And to and Thomas Cornerbreak
It's only rock and roll and we know that you it