Luyện nghe bài hát Black History

Soon as I was born, I knew I was due to do damage
Came out the womb, doctors passed me the room and panicked
Four pounds, purple,
Couldn't even on my own
Shakin' baby in an
Breathing machine for my
Doctor my mom and pops
gon' have to keep me for a couple months
Papa regretting doin' coke, mama those couple blunts
Little did they know there was nothing to be ashamed of as as we
Keep the unconditional love us
I feel like the Lisa
Hospital found out my had a lapse in his insurance
I learned just how people are quick to
The came back and said, "We're gon' release him"
That's the same thing in my first deal the label head
Same as the judge after 365 days in jail
You think my moms and pops ain't raise me well
Wait, please, I was
The person who could get through to me was maybe Jay-Z
They tried to give my autistic son for ADHD
Same kid who could at a piano
And memorize all 88
I learned I need to know at day one in the hospital
gonna doubt you, nigga
And you can't pay no one to care about you, nigga

As we to give you what you need
My is DJ Premier
I'd like to to you Ant Man Wonder
On behalf of Bad-Half Entertainment and of Mart
2 is coming

1966, March
In July 17th, '61 the birth, the birth of two phenoms
I'm talking about Chris Martin and Keith Edward Elam
This is for the real Gang Starr fans, not the ones who us P-Rhyme
One come Massachusetts, the other from Texas
Had a dream to become the next
Filled up his whole truck trunk with records and to New York
That's where Premier the god linked with the lord
If ever duplicated, hell froze and there was a moon before it
And that shit birthed Home Freddie Foxxx, inspired shit
Like Jay Z, Nas, B.I.G, I'm just comin' like the Jeru song
Yo! MTV raps, Rakim in the
Fab 5 Freddy in the hat interviewin' Chubb
Pac in the cut with his and Juice on (RIP)
Pac still killin' to this day, the one they tryna be
Y'all know I'm Detroit
I'm diggin' in the crates, now I'm from the
I ain't wit the showbiz, I'm just AG tryna sign me a Fat Joe
And go and and every bitch I got OG is on call, that's O.C
Bitch, I confess I finesse
I at death like Malcolm X, I'm solid, yes, in '99
I told myself, if I figure out how to bottle it, I'd be out of debt
Y'all niggas just novices, y'all can just move
I got that car confidence, yessir, I got that Uber Drive
wanna know who the best is?
Look at who alive and who done died
(Then what?)
Then look at me, Kendrick Lamar and T
Em and the
don't have to look any farther for the rhymers
Y'all are the past, at the present I'm the Future
'Cause all my competition tryin' be
I'm just tired of being underrated by lazy bloggers
They tired of re-rewindin'
tired of me saying I'm the greatest?
(Y'all yet?)
Fuck y'all, I'm of re-remindin'
I survived and my city laid me a grave
Prem me boom-boom-God-damn with Lady of Rage
Since then been on my Jamie in "Ray", nobody seein' me
She douche, I give her she never forget, that's D and D
Preem, cut!

Come on back with me, black history
Premier's on the wheels, we makin black history
on back with me, this textbook Big L and Pun
On the to real, that black history
I made up my (mind)
to sleep, dead (dead)
That's in the
I'm gon' wake up
Live, live,
We takin over, this shit year
Preem cut me! Come on back with me, black history...