Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Keeps Turning

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

I flow like CD's in the
Moosh fools in the face lack respect
Protect ya arm, pitch from the
I deodirise the musty, ya are crusty, you can't bust G

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

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

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

I up with a stomach ache, headache, back ache
Advil, Tylenol, Peptol, slept so realized my world is wrong
My world is gone disco, blowin' up Cisco in my Cammo
Standin' in 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 quick
Shaky off the dick

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

Come back on the scene and a Phillie, G
I really dream of gettin' mine now let me you what's silly
Me, with my team is murder one
I heard a gun shots, down the block

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

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

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

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

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

But you was wrong, know about the big long
Head-strong, nicknamed Dav from off the school
With a teenage I'm turnin' loots to tracks
Me and my like

You know what the hos used to do
When me and my crew bustin' through
All sorts of brew
Underground till my brown eyed balls turned

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

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

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

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

Thou shalt in grief who lay buried in the belt
Barely included work, leaves scarred and hurt
To art in hell, the next man dwells
The place with stankin' pussy and crack dwells