Luyện nghe bài hát BLACK EFFECT

Can you tell us about
Hmm, well there's love of
Love of
of God
Love of a
All of them have a different
But all of them is the in the end
about sensitivity, it's about passion
It's about unconditional giving of self to person
And there's of humanity
That's the love is right now needed most
of humanity
But in everything, in all of love, there is a soul
It's like when you take some and break them
And you take the and mix them up
Trying to find the ones that
And you the perfect match
When you find the match
That compatibility in passion
in unconditional giving of self

[Chorus:
I'm on any MLK Boulevard
I'm on any MLK Boulevard
See my vision a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X
Haters dreadin' my effect, they that Das EFX
Get hands up high like a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a
Yes, put 'em up, is not a test
Now hands I can see them, fuck a false arrest

[Verse 1:
This all white fit I rock shit permanent
The fro that I grow got no in it
Hmm, a nigga late but he best
Got slowed down by the weight of my
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch I'm
Extra magazine hopped on a jet my Ebony chick
Blacker the Essence fest
The the back pass is so effortless
LeBron to you Omaroses
Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the culture
I made my own waves so now they're
I'm livin' the no sock despite you
Since the Khalif died, been at my neck
can tell 'em Trayvon is comin' next
The FCC, the FBI or the IRS
I the alphabet, boys, like an eye test

[Chorus: and Beyonce]
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (I'm good)
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
See my with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcom X)
Haters dreadin' my effect, they that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your hands up high a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a
Yes, put 'em up, is not a test
Put your hands where I can see them, a false arrest

[Post-Chorus:
Higher,
Higher,
Higher,
Higher,

[Verse 2: JAY-Z, and both]
I'm any way I go, any way I go (go)
I pull up the Freedom Riders, hop out on rodeo
Stunt with curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman hips
hop into my jeans, like I hop into my whip
Mobbin' in a like Melo
Come up out that pretty motherfucker Hello, Hello
I will never let you the nose off my Pharaoh
I like and purple rain
Tryna put red and blue together, bitch, that's all
people tryna get me out the paint
'Cause I collard greens and yams better than your aunt
Man, we started with a seed
Now we in the gray 911 with the seats
Sheesh! Matte puma jet
Shining my light on the world just like UMI
Got the Richard all colors
Might hit you with the Rose all summer
For the
They even biting cornrows, put scarecrows up
I come the finest crop
Tell em the on row, watch them line the block
The circuit is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Eighty Thou a wop,

[Chorus: Jay-Z and
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
I'm good on any MLK (We good)
See my vision a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcom X)
Haters dreadin' my effect, they that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your up high like a false arrest
(Get hands up high like a false arrest)
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a
(Let me see 'em up high, is not a test)
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a
(Yes, put em up, is not a test)
Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false

I know, I got one [?]
But look in the mirror, I see him me
Not realizing all you're [?] could mean
But I know, I got one [?]