Luyện nghe bài hát Black History

Soon as I was born, I knew I was due to do some
Came out the womb, doctors me around the room and panicked
pounds, dark purple,
Couldn't breathe on my own
Shakin' baby in an
Breathing machine for my
Doctor my mom and pops
They gon' to keep me for a couple months
Papa regretting doin' coke, mama those couple blunts
Little did they know there was to be ashamed of as long as we
Keep the unconditional love us
I like the Mona Lisa
Hospital out my pops had a lapse in his insurance
I learned how people 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 after 365 days in cells
You probably think my moms and pops ain't raise me
Wait, please, I was
The only person who could get through to me was maybe
They tried to give my son medicine for ADHD
Same kid who could at a piano
And memorize all 88
I everything I need to know at day one in the hospital
They doubt you, nigga
And you even pay no one to care about you, nigga

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

1966, 21st
In July 17th, '61 the birth, the birth of two phenoms
I'm talking about Chris Edward Martin and Keith Edward
This is for the real Gang fans, not the ones who call us P-Rhyme
One come Massachusetts, the other from Texas
Had a dream to become the next
Filled up his whole truck with records and moved to New York
That's Premier the god linked with Guru the lord
If duplicated, hell froze and there was a blue moon before it
And shit 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 Freddy in the hat interviewin' Rock
Pac in the cut his boots and Juice on (RIP)
Pac still to this 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 tryna me a Fat Joe deal
And go and ball and every 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 myself, if I could figure out how to bottle it, I'd be out of debt
Y'all just novices, y'all can just move inside
I got that car pedestrian confidence, yessir, I got Uber Drive
Y'all wanna who the best is?
around at who alive and who done died
(Then what?)
Then look at me, Kendrick and Pusha T
Em and the
don't have to look any farther for the rhymers
Y'all are the past, at the time I'm the Future
'Cause all my tryin' be Desiigners
I'm just tired of being underrated by these lazy
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 survived Vietnam and my city me a grave
Prem laced me boom-boom-God-damn with Lady of
Since then I've been on my in "Ray", nobody seein' me
She douche, I her dick she never forget, that's D and D
Preem, cut!

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