Luyện nghe bài hát BLACK EFFECT

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

JAY-Z]
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 up high 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, a false arrest

1: JAY-Z]
This all fit that I rock shit permanent
The fro I grow got no perm in it
Hmm, a nigga late but he dressed
Got down by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, I'm reckless
Extra magazine hopped on a jet with my Ebony
Blacker the Essence fest
The the back pass is so effortless
LeBron James to you
Dapper Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the
I made my own waves so now they're
I'm the no sock life 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, 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 with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcom X)
dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX (Yeah)
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
Put your hands 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 up like the Freedom Riders, hop out on rodeo
Stunt with your curls, lips, Sarah Baartman hips
Gotta hop into my jeans, like I hop into my
Mobbin' in a hoodie Melo
up out that pretty motherfucker like Hello, Hello
I will never let you the nose off my Pharaoh
I like purple and purple
put red and blue together, bitch, that's all gang
These people tryna get me out the
'Cause I cook collard greens and better than your aunt
Man, we with a mustard seed
Now we in the gray 911 with the mustard
Sheesh! Matte black jet
Shining my light on the just like UMI Says
Got the Milie all colors
hit you with the Rose 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 line the block
The Chitlin' is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Thou a wop, Watch

Jay-Z and Beyonce]
I'm good on any MLK (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, want that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your hands up high like a false
(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 look in the mirror, I see him me
Not realizing all you're [?] could mean
But I know, I got one [?]