Luyện nghe bài hát BLACK EFFECT

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

[Chorus:
I'm good on any MLK
I'm on any MLK Boulevard
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm X
Haters my effect, they want that Das EFX
Get your hands up high like a 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 false

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

[Chorus: and Beyonce]
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (I'm good)
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (He 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 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

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
Stunt with curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman hips
Gotta hop my jeans, like I hop into my whip
in a hoodie like Melo
Come up out that motherfucker like Hello, Hello
I will never let you shoot the nose off my
I like purple and rain
Tryna put red and blue together, bitch, all gang
These people get me out the paint
'Cause I cook collard greens and yams better than your
Man, we started with a seed
Now we in the 911 with the mustard seats
Sheesh! Matte puma jet
Shining my light on the world like UMI Says
Got the Richard Milie all
Might hit you with the Rose Gold all
For the
They even cornrows, put your scarecrows up
I come from the crop
Tell em the god's on row, watch them the block
The circuit is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Eighty a wop, Watch

[Chorus: and Beyonce]
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
I'm good on any MLK (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 hands up high 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, is not a test
(Yes, put em up, is not a test)
Now where I can see them, fuck a false arrest

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