Luyện nghe bài hát BLACK EFFECT

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

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

[Verse 1:
This all fit that I rock shit permanent
The fro that I got no perm in it
Hmm, a late but he best dressed
Got slowed by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, I'm reckless
Extra magazine hopped on a jet with my chick
than the Essence fest
The behind the pass is so effortless
LeBron James to you
Dapper Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the
I made my own waves so now anti-Tidal
I'm livin' the no sock life you
the Khalif died, they've been at my neck
Y'all can tell 'em is comin' next
The FCC, the FBI or the IRS
I the alphabet, boys, like an eye test

[Chorus: and Beyonce]
I'm good on any MLK (I'm good)
I'm good on any MLK (He good)
See my vision a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcom X)
Haters my effect, they want that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your hands up high like a arrest
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a
Yes, put 'em up, is not a test
Put your where I can see them, fuck 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 your curls, lips, Sarah Baartman hips
Gotta hop my jeans, like I hop into my whip
in a hoodie like Melo
Come up out that pretty motherfucker Hello, Hello
I will let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh
I like purple and purple
Tryna put red and blue together, bitch, all gang
These people tryna get me out the
'Cause I cook greens and yams better than your aunt
Man, we with a mustard seed
Now we in the 911 with the mustard seats
Sheesh! black puma jet
Shining my light on the world just like UMI
Got the Richard Milie all
Might hit you with the Gold all summer
For the
They even biting cornrows, put your up
I from the finest crop
Tell em the god's on row, watch them line the
The Chitlin' is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Eighty a wop, Watch

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

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