Luyện nghe bài hát Alongwaytogo

(phife from "check the rhime")now here's a funky
(scratching)

chorus 1(2x):
It's alongwaytogo, when you don't know where going
You don't know where going when you're lost (lost)

What you need is more direction and get yourself some
I by now that you have learned your lesson
I'm stressin points and slammin all joints you call the shit
Correct shit, you the busta way you feel shit
Baby, I still don't think you
You lose the game, we get more than dan...rather
And it don't matter 'cause when you flinch, weak
So i'mma step just to about the counterfeit, unlegit type of people
Those cellophane ones, the that you can see through
poetic justice 'cause I'm mad with a pact
So precise, my insight will flight in the night
And in the daytime, I don't come up with corny rhymes
I'm too devoted to the concept of mine
So the deal like shaquille o'neal
If you don't know what you're doing, how the hell can you be

2 (2x):
(scratching)(q-tip "check the rhime")how far must you go to gain
um...

Now in '93, realistically you should be...well aware of all the out

It's like a sometimes. you get the message?
You got to sometimes, it's gettin hectic
run deep, as times run out
Solutions...it's time to some out
So according to me, suckers are
>from my discussion 'cause I rhyme too hard
You take a wiff like a spliff here, like some air
I to claim shit this year (this year)
So take a stroll down the walkway, or hallway, or
with us, kid, you'll pay
I slay...and yo, I'm on the expressway
I kick my essay, then you know we play
So pray on your knees, g
it's the best way, yes, the best way, 'cause...

1 (2x):

2 (2x):

There's a large amount of crews. for them, I got bad news
to pay your dues, you fools
I'm like express mail, with the that hits
Like the third rail, when I shock the spot, hot
>from the of the sun
Original one the prophet sent to
A law giver, 'cause you when I quiz ya
All about the neccessities of life
All about the game and all about the
G to the a to the n to the g
We know who we are, but do you who you are?
(richard pryor: you go there looking for justice, that's what you
Find, us)

1: (4x)

2: (4x)

(scratching) um... (until end)