Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Keeps Turning

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

I flow like in the deck
Moosh fools in the that lack respect
Protect ya arm, from the funk
I the musty, ya rhymes are crusty, you can't bust G

So leave me alone I'm in the
Walkin' the 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 or play bones?

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

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

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

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

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

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

I guess a nigga what 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 care

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

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

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

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

But you was wrong, didn't know the big long
Head-strong, Dav from off the school yard
With a teenage group I'm turnin' to tracks
Me and my like

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

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

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

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

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

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