Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Keeps Turning

As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
Street sermon, niggas are determined
As the world turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, niggas are determined

I like CD's in the deck
Moosh fools in the face that respect
Protect ya arm, from the funk
I deodirise the musty, ya rhymes are crusty, you can't G

So me alone I'm in the zone
Walkin' the streets on my own, nigga get
Some niggas say that nigga is gone
But I'm low in the cut and microphone
Are you gone bust or play

You motherfuckin' clone, get off nigga's style and get'cha own
Miscellanea and it's on again
For the niggas that slept, they stayed in step
And kept ya big fuckin' mouth

As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
Street sermon, niggas are determined

I up with a stomach ache, headache, back ache
Advil, Tylenol, Peptol, so long realized my world is wrong
My world is like disco, blowin' up Cisco in my Cammo
in back of me was my soul

Thinking of the way to get a bank roll
Knowledge is urban-able, exhaust
A tar can of hos to lubricate my system
Shaky off the dick

'Cos she got a grip on the flow from my lips
I'm slow but equipped with the tools
Show me the one talkin' shit so I can a fool
I'm out to glow a nigga roll if he he Mr Cream

back on the scene and smoke a Phillie, G
I really dream of gettin' mine now let me tell you silly
Me, buckin' my team is murder one
I a gun bustin' shots, down the block

I guess a nigga gettin' he got
Shit is heavy a medicine ball and broke niggas to smoke niggas
I'll fuck one for y'all, they made ya last call
To a trick that didn't even

'Cos she was fucked somewhere, you're stuck in there
Now you wanna bust, nigga, now you kill, nigga
Nigga how ya You can't try to be real
is for real

As the keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, these are determined
As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
sermon, these niggas are determined

As the keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
Street sermon, these niggas are

I'm cooler than most, but I got the temper
And I'm cooler than that don't know how it goes
Let's it back to the first side
When you was a new jack and my new track

But you was wrong, didn't know about the big
Head-strong, nicknamed Dav off the school yard
With a group I'm turnin' loots to tracks
Me and my niggas

You wanna what the hos used to do
When me and my came bustin' through
All of blushin's brew
Underground my brown eyed balls turned blue

This is for the bitches and niggas that front
I smoke on, I on till I spoke on
Miscellanea packin' shows like
Where is on another level two niggas that's on the same plateau

Now that's three times tightest flow
And three times ya track
Three times your fattest
Three times is

As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
Street sermon, these niggas are
As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
Street sermon, niggas are determined

As the world turning, chronic keeps burning
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
sermon, these niggas are determined

Thou shalt rest in grief who lay in the belt
Barely work, leaves bodies scarred and hurt
To art in hell, where the next man
The place with stankin' pussy and crack rock