Luyện nghe bài hát BLACK EFFECT

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

[Chorus:
I'm on any MLK Boulevard
I'm good on any MLK
See my vision a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X
Haters my effect, they want that Das EFX
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
Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false

1: JAY-Z]
This all white fit that I rock permanent
The fro I grow got no perm in it
Hmm, a late but he best dressed
Got slowed down by the of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch I'm
Extra magazine on a jet with my Ebony chick
Blacker than the fest
The behind the pass is so effortless
LeBron to you Omaroses
Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the culture
I made my own so now they're anti-Tidal
I'm livin' the no sock life you
Since the Khalif died, been at my neck
can tell 'em Trayvon is comin' next
The FCC, the FBI or the IRS
I pass the alphabet, boys, like an eye

JAY-Z and Beyonce]
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (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 like a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, is not a test
Yes, put 'em up, is not a test
Put your hands where I can see them, fuck a arrest

Beyonce]
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 Riders, hop out on rodeo
with your curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman hips
Gotta hop my jeans, like I hop into my whip
Mobbin' in a like Melo
Come up out pretty motherfucker like Hello, Hello
I will let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh
I like and purple rain
Tryna put red and together, bitch, that's all gang
people tryna get me out the paint
'Cause I cook collard and yams better than your aunt
Man, we started a mustard seed
Now we in the gray 911 the mustard seats
Sheesh! Matte black jet
Shining my light on the world just UMI Says
Got the Richard all colors
Might hit you with the Rose all summer
For the
even biting cornrows, put your scarecrows up
I from the finest crop
Tell em the god's on row, watch line the block
The Chitlin' is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Eighty Thou a wop,

[Chorus: and Beyonce]
I'm good on any MLK (He good)
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (We good)
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm X (I'm Malcom X)
Haters dreadin' my effect, they that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get hands up high like a false arrest
(Get your hands up high 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, 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 that [?] could mean
But I know, I got one [?]