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

Intro: Raekwon,

So that's it kid, Right here, lights out
Yo yo up let me talk 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 lookin, big-head nigga, youknowhatI'msayin?
That nigga ain't fuckin with heads
YO SON, I just seen five around a nigga Son
Fuck, we gotta, we go
C'mon fuckit, let's go over there, show this nigga right
Hold up up wait up, jiggy comin
Three deep

Think don't know what the fuck's goin on
Come on, on, right over here
on
There go, right there
That's right there kid
That
up
Aiyyo
You're right him
the fuck is you doin man huh? Huh?
[The fuck you talkin
to you man!
Talkin to you
[You talkin to me]
What the fuck you about?
Yo, your hand man, what the fuck is that in your 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
*gun
Yo shit! fires* Move Son! Move! *gun fires 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
Damn Son, you Son, bad Son
Aiyyo this grab this take this take this
Take this take this, I'ma go to God's house 'fore the cops come
I'ma throw shit away man
Go ahead Son, go ahead Son, just go
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 go ahead, nigga try to assassinate me man...

Intro: Raekwon the

the remix Son
Can it be, act you know
it

Verse Ghostface Killer

Yo, check what happened out of
I'm knocking off a half-a-cake Cash Rule, flying at a fast
I smoke the black dust kept my hands clutched, I'm fallin in
Spore plush I played my hand like a flush
Baggy jeans, Wallabee Clarks, pretty
I put it in him, up in him, deadly venom
I around the big time bosses
force exchange thoughts, showing love to all my sources
Spades tried to bag me, Cagney, and Lacey
Chef had that bitch slippin in Macy's
I off, catch a flashback on how I got trapped
and got licked Papsy in a mob flick I got hit
Stumblin holdin my to the God's rest
Opened flesh blood colored my Guess
trauma, black teen headed 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, carry a fo'-fo'

{Can it be that it was all so then?}
Dedicated to the Gods and
Dedicated to babies who came feet
Dedicated to Up and down state
Dedicated to rich who sell weights
Dedicated to projects black kids
to man who build pyramids

Word up! What the yo?
We taking you on chamber
Word up son, you how we be on it
Yeah it's
Show these crabs how to man
I think it's time to them, word up

First
Yo yo

Verse Two:

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

{Can it be that it was all so simple

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