Luyện nghe bài hát BLACK EFFECT

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

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

[Verse 1:
all white fit that I rock shit permanent
The fro that I grow got no in it
Hmm, a late but he best dressed
Got slowed down by the of my necklaces
Parked the in the projects, bitch I'm reckless
Extra magazine hopped on a jet with my chick
Blacker the Essence fest
The behind the pass is so effortless
LeBron to you Omaroses
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
Since the 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 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 where I can see them, fuck a false arrest

Beyonce]
Higher,
Higher,
Higher,
Higher,

[Verse 2: JAY-Z, Beyonce and
I'm any way I go, any way I go (go)
I pull up like the Riders, hop out on rodeo
Stunt with your curls, your lips, Sarah hips
Gotta hop into my jeans, like I hop my whip
Mobbin' in a hoodie like
Come up out pretty motherfucker like Hello, Hello
I will let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh
I like purple and rain
put red and blue together, bitch, that's all gang
These people get me out the paint
'Cause I cook collard greens and better than your aunt
Man, we with a mustard seed
Now we in the 911 with the mustard seats
Sheesh! Matte puma jet
Shining my on the world just like UMI Says
Got the Richard Milie all
Might hit you with the Gold all summer
For the
even biting cornrows, put your scarecrows up
I from the finest crop
Tell em the god's on row, watch them the block
The Chitlin' circuit is
Now we in stadiums, Thou a wop, Watch

[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)
Haters dreadin' my effect, want that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your up high like a false arrest
(Get your 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 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 [?] could mean
But I know, I got one [?]