Luyện nghe bài hát Alina

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

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

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

I dedicate this track to all the people who gave me
To mom, Peter Z and God up
Nasty, naughty and P dog for it down
Brampton city, old roots by tha pound

And John, I ya ass could be here
without you, there's nothing the same out here
People like you this life worth living and I love you for that
For looking after me and watching ma back,

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

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

Mr and Coke and ma bro harmful
A and B represented and a came true for 4lyn
Kane, Dee and mean?
you guys I'm nothing in this musical dream

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

Sir Mad, here comes indeed
The in double H, C I T Y for selling 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 truly
without some of them I wouldn't be here
Be
And all know how I feel

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

To all our families for sticking us
For all ya love, time and all of ya trust, on
Wicked, Dominic, La Famillia
For real you how we feel

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

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

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