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

Intro: Raekwon,

So that's it kid, youknowhatI'msayin? Right here, 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 this kid over there over there, right over there
you're, while you're filmin that shit
I know he ain't with your team

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

Think niggaz don't what the fuck's goin on
Come on, come on, over here
on
There they go, there
That's them there kid
cat?
up
Aiyyo
You're behind him
What the fuck is you doin man huh?
[The fuck you talkin
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 your man?
[What?
ensues*
*smack* What the fuck, the fuck I
c'mere! C'mere!
Motherfu...

Yeah it's my shit, my
Get up
Yo that nigga, grab him
*gun
Yo shit! *gun fires* 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
grab 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 this away man
Go Son, go ahead Son, just go ahead
Man that, man seventeen Son
Yo Son
Get the outta here man
Son
Go ahead man, I'm go ahead
that shit Son
Yo, go ahead go ahead, nigga try to me man...

Intro: the Chef

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

Verse Ghostface Killer

Yo, check what happened out of
I'm off a half-a-cake Cash Rule, flying at a fast rate
I the black dust kept my hands clutched, I'm fallin in lust
Spore plush I played my hand a royal flush
jeans, Wallabee Clarks, pretty woman
I put it in him, shot up in him, venom
I hung around the big time
Illegal exchange thoughts, showing love to all my sources
tried to bag me, like Cagney, and Lacey
Chef had that bitch Stacey in Macy's
I dose off, a flashback on how I got trapped
and got like Papsy in a mob flick I got hit
Stumblin my neck to the God's rest
Opened flesh burgundy blood my Guess
Emergency trauma, black teen for surgery
Can it be an out of state tried to murder me?
I stayed in Job Corp, but now I'm a outlaw
Ray Cartegna, carry a fo'-fo'

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

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

First
Yo yo

Verse Two:

It started off on the Island, AK niggaz wildin
Old folks : stop the violence!
True layin up yo, these crack niggaz
Playin nuff crap games for see?
Back in days, crime in mad ways
Sportin Tommy Hil with caves 360
And no searchin for loose ends, now 300 Benz
Mad 10's with mad
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 I lay in the casket
But now I'm all G-notes, no time for weed, mixed with coke
I wash my mouth out 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 then?}

Yeah, for
material stacked up
Peace to mazes, for
Meditating on
Gold, up y'all
fly, dedication, to my people
Word up, peace to all my brothers that I ain't see no more
Peace to on the Island, up North
up
Straight up, I love you boy, it's on that
up, word up
Peace to man woman and
up
I got you baby, I'm here for you
Project, it
Projects peoples one
Keep head clear, we out of here
We move in
Bad boys, creating, the muderous stacks for headpiece
Baldheads, braids,
Yo
Fly
It's the y'all
For real, the real
The RZA, it
blade sharp
Peace to the
No other producer can boy
UP
Bring it, battle, beats all types of
For y'all