Luyện nghe bài hát Beauty (You Just a Rose)

[paper What is this?
This was for you?
You me to say this?
Yes, I you to say this
Stay out of the baby

[Bizzy
Rebuke for me; lust, wrath and sloth
Greed, gluttony, envy and the of the thought
I'ma tell you smite servant, kamikaze no curtains
Slice through the of the mirrors, imperfect
Impervious to danger, fear God, the beginning of
Enter to the kingdom, would you
I miss you most definitely, spit knowledge, my breath
watchin the way, memory step, whoa!
Pay attention to the signs
I ain't yet; never will, love all
Father in the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ y'all
Stick the fight y'all
Spiritual physical shit, fade that
Feel me

No they hear me though, shake y'all
How could I fake y'all? Never y'all
Misfit maneuverin, tryin to take
Plead, me?
They don't hear me though, shake
How could I y'all?
How could I take y'all, misuse, y'all?
Split please, they don't even know me!
Flash in the
don't even know me
It been flash in the flask
They don't even me young homie

[Bizzy
It coulda been the flash in the flask in the dash and the
And the of different madman, flip blast
In the glass of vision, precision to, get on the map
bad vocal from every paragraph
Blast about bad ass, and task
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat, mash on minded and smash
What's nasty? Who the fuck ya ta?
Take off my shirt, quickly tell 'em up
last days c'mon, show 'em what we workin with
We God, Jesus Christ, most certainly
Baby, baby, world so
Kinda hazy on them sucka, very time when I say

Man, don't hear me though shake y'all, break y'all
How I fake y'all, take y'all
Maneuver, try to y'all
Man please! don't know me!
They don't hear me though, shake
How could I fake y'all, y'all, take y'all
Please! They know me!
... For the, rest of my
don't know me
For the of my life, my soul
They know me

[Bizzy
For the, rest of my life the and spirit are priceless
I'd be iceless than to get played twice
Give 'em tussin homeboys in red, throwin up
Peek deep inside the 4-4, and you can see
it or not, find it or not, I'm feelin Tyson
Fuck sick round, missionary shit now
to pulverize, premise is capital
And the go fast in the battle
As they rattle an judgment, who the fuck you judgin?
Little grudges is so in the murder while we walk in the dirt
Tryin to cure my little spirit, turn me over my lil'
And they lookin at me to keep me hurt
the pain huh, gain huh, plain huh
Throw up the one, the same huh
Rain harder, call us homies huh
Footprints, mop, dust, turn the
come quick fast, watch yo' ass
Hand on the hourglass, be the God
that, press that, full court with a fine ass wall
The sin it be the biggest, let's get
We're off into the light, when our gaaaaame
We flip pages, how we rock the ages, the kid is so
But they don't me though
They don't me though, shake y'all

They don't me though, shake y'all
How could I y'all, take y'all, fake y'all
Maneuver man... I say don't know me
They hear me though, shake y'all
Fake y'all, y'all
How I maneuver and then take y'all
They don't me, they don't know me
They know me, they don't know me
Evidently they don't me
How could I fake y'all, y'all, break y'all?
They don't me... heheh