Luyện nghe bài hát Can It All Be So Simple (remix)

Intro: Raekwon,

So it kid, youknowhatI'msayin? Right here, lights out
Yo yo hold up let me to this cat
Yo kid, whattup Starks,
Ay ay, Whassup baby?
Ay yo yo yo kid, ay yo yo
I just seen this kid there over there, right over there
you're, while you're filmin that shit
I know he ain't down with your

Don't know, some sk-skinny lookin, nigga, youknowhatI'msayin?
That nigga ain't with heads though
YO SON, I just seen five fiends around a Son
Fuck, we gotta, we go
C'mon fuckit, let's go over there, I'ma show this nigga
Hold up wait up wait up, comin
deep niggaz

Think niggaz don't what the fuck's goin on
Come on, on, right over here
on
There go, right there
That's them right kid
That
up
Aiyyo
You're right him
What the fuck is you doin man huh?
[The you talkin to?]
to you man!
Talkin to you
[You ain't to me]
What the you talkin about?
Yo, open your hand man, what the fuck is that in hand man?
Huh?]
*fight
What the fuck, the fuck I say?
c'mere! C'mere!
Motherfu...

Yeah it's my shit, my
Get up
Yo grab that nigga, him
fires*
Yo shit! *gun fires* Move Son! Move! *gun repeatedly* Move move!
Go ahead! Get him! Ohh shit!
Ohh shit, ohh shit, yo
Yo man, yo Son I'm hit
Man Son, I'm hit
Yo
Son I'm hit
Son, you bleedin Son, bad Son
Aiyyo grab this grab this take this this
Take this take this, I'ma go over to God's house 'fore the cops
throw this shit away man
Go ahead Son, go Son, just go ahead
Man fuck that, man Son
Yo Son
Get the fuck here man
Son
Go ahead man, I'm dying go
Hold that Son
Yo, go ahead go ahead, nigga try to me man...

Intro: the Chef

It's the Son
Can it be, act you know
it

Verse Ghostface Killer

Yo, check happened out of state
I'm knocking off a half-a-cake Cash Rule, at a fast rate
I smoke the black dust my hands clutched, I'm fallin in lust
Spore plush I played my hand like a royal
Baggy jeans, Clarks, pretty woman
I put it in him, shot up in him, deadly
I around the big time bosses
Illegal force exchange thoughts, showing love to all my
Spades tried to bag me, Cagney, and Lacey
had that bitch Stacey slippin in Macy's
I dose off, catch a flashback on how I got
and got like Papsy in a mob flick I got hit
Stumblin holdin my neck to the God's
Opened flesh burgundy blood colored my
Emergency trauma, black teen for surgery
Can it be an out of nigga tried to murder me?
I should've stayed in Job Corp, but now I'm a
Ray Cartegna, a fo'-fo' nigga

{Can it be it was all so simple then?}
to the Gods and Earths
Dedicated to babies who feet first
Dedicated to Up and down state
Dedicated to niggaz who sell weights
to projects with black kids
Dedicated to man who pyramids

up! What the fuck yo?
We taking you on another
Word up son, you how we be on it
Yeah real
Show crabs how to rhyme man
I it's time to bless them, word up

First
Yo yo

Two: Raekwon

It off on the Island, AK Shaolin niggaz wildin
Old folks : stop the violence!
True layin up yo, watchin crack niggaz
Playin nuff games for what see?
Back in days, pays in mad ways
Sportin Hil with caves 360 waves
And no for loose ends, now flex 300 Benz
Mad 10's mad diamonds
Now that's the life of the good life, sometimes act trife
I paid the throughout my hood life
Remember I got blasted, now in the past kid
God I lay in the casket
But now I'm all about G-notes, no time for weed, mixed with
I wash my out with soap
And I got my act together, 'Lo sweaters and
and fat leather, so whatever, it on

it be that it was all so simple then?}

Yeah, for
Murderous stacked up
Peace to mazes, for
Meditating on
Gold, word up
fly, dedication, to my people
Word up, to all my brothers that I ain't gonna see no more
to brothers on the Island, up North
up
Straight up, I love you boy, it's on that
up, word up
Peace to man and child
up
I got you baby, I'm here for you
Project, it
peoples one love
Keep your clear, we out of here
We in silence
Bad boys, creating, the stacks for your headpiece
Baldheads, braids,
Yo
Fly
It's the remix
For real, the side
The RZA, it
Razor blade
Peace to the
No other can compare boy
UP
Bring it, battle, beats all of shit
For real