Luyện nghe bài hát Art Club

It's the art
It's the alright.. alright listen

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

are enough to scrape the sky, me myself and I
My inner battles are way more than the ones I have on the mic
I have the of my life
Dissectin it, it and perfectin it
And protectin it, become my drive
The more it to be heard, the longer it stays alive

My Art,

We daily, we sleep rarely, we bend barely
new, very artsy, very artsy
Do not disturb the 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

Most and folded under the pressure

difficult task, last shall be first to get the treasure
To hot stones is an honor, and a duty
weather, warm weather
And rainy nights, my Art Club built of solid

Yeah you
And one light

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

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

I to take part, in any lesser art - felt
your little hip-hop art and watch you melt
First assignment, evoke the path, the future
Choke and strangle your Devil he shoots ya
full of serum to him
But my Club supports the God so 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 powers be

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

[uncredited spoken poet forms the song's outro]

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