Luyện nghe bài hát Art Club

It's the art
It's about the alright.. alright

First of Art Club, there is no Art Club
Second rule of Art Club, there is no Art
Walkin around, talkin to
But you're only crazy if you answer back and the of that

are high enough to the sky, me myself and I
My battles are way more excitin than the ones I have on the mic
I the time of my life
Dissectin it, it and perfectin it
And it, it's become my drive
The more it gets to be heard, the longer it stays

My Art,

We daily, we sleep rarely, we bend barely
Fairly new, very artsy, artsy
Do not the session in progression
Just my teachers, and students and
And a map of the world, I could rap to the world, MC's
Let it be noted that, no one man can it

overloaded and folded under the pressure

Most task, last shall be first to get the treasure
To carry hot stones is an honor, and a
Storm weather, weather
And nights, my Art Club built of solid steel

Yeah you
And one diamond

Your interpretation of artists you
Will be in the forefront of the world's..

future, it's past, imagination
it's true, aight..

I to take part, in any lesser art - felt
Break your little hip-hop art and you melt
First assignment, evoke the path, the future
Choke and your Devil before he shoots ya
full of serum to him
But my supports the God so it's difficult to hear him
We meet, over the beat, bring drum machines and (?)
Dem fly by fast, meditating with the sensei

Be forever in debt with the that be

My solid steel integrity, kills a
So let it be, we shall our destiny
My Art

[uncredited spoken word poet the song's outro]

The show was called,
"Art Hurts: Visions From Young Los Artists."
It was a madhouse!