Luyện nghe bài hát Black History

Soon as I was born, I knew I was due to do some
Came out the womb, doctors passed me around the room and
pounds, dark purple,
Couldn't breathe on my own
Shakin' baby in an
machine for my lungs
Doctor told my mom and
They gon' have to keep me for a months
Papa doin' coke, mama probably those couple blunts
Little did they know there was nothing to be of as long as we
Keep the unconditional between us
I feel like the Mona
Hospital found out my pops had a lapse in his
I learned just how people are to turn
The doctor came and said, "We're gon' release him"
the same thing in my first deal the label head said
Same as the judge after 365 in jail cells
You probably think my moms and ain't raise me well
Wait, please, I was
The only person who could get through to me was Jay-Z
They tried to my autistic son medicine for ADHD
kid who could look at a piano
And all 88 keys
I learned everything I need to know at day one in the
They gonna doubt you,
And you can't even pay no one to care you, nigga

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

1966, March
In July 17th, '61 marks the birth, the birth of two
I'm talking about Chris Edward and Keith Edward Elam
This is for the real Gang Starr fans, not the ones who call us
One come from Massachusetts, the other from
Had a dream to become the next
Filled up his whole truck with records and moved to New York
where Premier the god linked with Guru the lord
If ever duplicated, hell froze and there was a blue before it
And that shit birthed Group Home Foxxx, inspired shit
Like Jay Z, Nas, B.I.G, I'm just comin' like the Jeru song
Yo! MTV raps, in the back
Fab 5 Freddy in the hat Chubb Rock
Pac in the cut with his and Juice on (RIP)
Pac still to this day, still the one they tryna be
Y'all I'm from Detroit
I'm diggin' in the crates, now I'm from the
I wit the showbiz, I'm just AG tryna sign me a Fat Joe deal
And go and and every bitch I got OG is on call, that's O.C
Bitch, I that I finesse
I smile at death 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 niggas just novices, can just move inside
I got that car pedestrian confidence, yessir, I got Uber Drive
wanna know who the best is?
Look at who alive and who done died
(Then what?)
Then at me, Kendrick Lamar and Pusha T
Em and the
Y'all have to look any farther for the rhymers
Y'all are the past, at the present I'm the Future
all my competition tryin' be Desiigners
I'm just of being underrated by these lazy bloggers
They just tired of
Y'all tired of me I'm the greatest?
(Y'all yet?)
Fuck y'all, I'm tired of
I Vietnam and my city laid me a grave
Prem laced me boom-boom-God-damn with Lady of
Since then I've on my Jamie in "Ray", nobody seein' me
She douche, I her dick she never forget, that's D and D
Preem, cut!

on back with me, this black history
Premier's on the wheels, yeah we makin history
Come on back with me, 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 wake up alive
Live, live,
We over, this shit this year
Preem cut me! Come on back with me, this history...