Luyện nghe bài hát Black History

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

As we proceed to give you you need
My name is DJ
I'd like to introduce to you Ant Man
On behalf of Bad-Half Entertainment and Works of
2 is coming

1966, 21st
In July 17th, '61 marks the birth, the of two phenoms
I'm talking about Chris Edward Martin and Edward Elam
This is for the Gang Starr fans, not the ones who call us P-Rhyme
One come from Massachusetts, the from Texas
Had a to become the next shit
Filled up his whole truck trunk with records and to New York
That's where Premier the god linked Guru the lord
If ever duplicated, hell froze and there was a blue moon it
And that birthed Group Home Freddie Foxxx, inspired shit
Like Jay Z, Nas, B.I.G, I'm just comin' clean like the Jeru
Yo! MTV raps, Rakim in the
Fab 5 in the hat interviewin' Chubb Rock
Pac in the cut with his boots and on (RIP)
Pac still killin' to day, still 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 sign me a Fat Joe deal
And go and and every bitch I got OG is on call, that's O.C
Bitch, I confess I finesse
I smile at death Malcolm X, I'm solid, yes, in '99
I told myself, if I could figure out how to it, I'd be out of debt
niggas just novices, y'all can just move inside
I got car pedestrian confidence, yessir, I got that Uber Drive
Y'all wanna who the best is?
Look around at who alive and who died
(Then what?)
look at me, Kendrick Lamar and Pusha T
Em and the
Y'all don't have to look any for the rhymers
Y'all are the past, at the time I'm the Future
'Cause all my competition be Desiigners
I'm just of being underrated by these lazy bloggers
They just of re-rewindin'
Y'all tired of me I'm the greatest?
(Y'all yet?)
Fuck y'all, I'm of re-remindin'
I Vietnam and my city laid me a grave
Prem laced me with Lady of Rage
then I've been on my Jamie in "Ray", nobody seein' me
She douche, I give her dick she forget, that's D and D
Preem, cut!

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