Luyện nghe bài hát BLACK EFFECT

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

JAY-Z]
I'm on any MLK Boulevard
I'm good on any MLK
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm X
Haters dreadin' my effect, want that Das EFX
Get your hands up high like a false
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a
Yes, put 'em up, is not a test
Now hands where I can see them, fuck a arrest

1: JAY-Z]
This all white fit that I rock shit
The fro that I got no perm in it
Hmm, a nigga late but he dressed
Got slowed down by the weight of my
Parked the Lexus in the projects, I'm reckless
Extra magazine hopped on a jet with my chick
Blacker than the Essence
The behind the back pass is so
LeBron James to you
Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the culture
I my own waves so now they're anti-Tidal
I'm livin' the no sock despite you
Since the died, they've been at my neck
Y'all can tell 'em Trayvon is comin'
The FCC, the FBI or the IRS
I pass the alphabet, boys, like an eye

JAY-Z and Beyonce]
I'm good on any MLK (I'm good)
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm X)
Haters dreadin' my effect, they that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your up high like a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, is not a test
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a
Put your hands where I can see them, fuck a 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 like the Freedom Riders, hop out on
with your curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman hips
Gotta hop into my jeans, like I hop my whip
in a hoodie like Melo
Come up out pretty motherfucker like Hello, Hello
I never let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh
I like purple and rain
put red and blue together, bitch, that's all gang
These tryna get me out the paint
'Cause I cook collard greens and yams better than your
Man, we started with a mustard
Now we in the gray 911 the mustard seats
Sheesh! Matte black jet
Shining my light on the world like UMI Says
Got the Milie all colors
hit you with the Rose Gold all summer
For the
They biting cornrows, put your scarecrows up
I come the finest crop
Tell em the god's on row, watch line the block
The circuit is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Eighty Thou a wop,

[Chorus: Jay-Z and
I'm good on any MLK (He good)
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (We good)
See my with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcom X)
dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your up high like a false arrest
(Get your hands up high like a 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 I can see them, fuck a false arrest

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