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 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 this kid over there over there, right over there
while you're, while filmin that shit
I know he ain't with your team

Don't know, some sk-skinny lookin, big-head nigga,
That nigga ain't with heads though
YO SON, I just seen fiends around a nigga Son
Fuck, we gotta, we go
C'mon fuckit, go over there, I'ma show this nigga right
Hold up up wait up, jiggy comin
Three deep

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

Yeah my shit, my shit
Get up
Yo grab nigga, grab him
*gun
Yo shit! *gun 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
this take this, I'ma go over to God's house 'fore the cops come
I'ma throw shit away man
Go ahead Son, go Son, just go ahead
Man fuck that, man Son
Yo Son
Get the outta here man
Son
Go man, I'm dying go ahead
Hold shit Son
Yo, go ahead go ahead, try to assassinate me man...

Intro: the Chef

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, at a fast rate
I smoke the black dust kept my 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, venom
I hung around the big time
force exchange thoughts, showing love to all my sources
Spades to bag me, like Cagney, and Lacey
Chef had that Stacey slippin in Macy's
I dose off, catch a on how I got trapped
and got licked like Papsy in a mob I got hit
Stumblin holdin my neck to the rest
flesh burgundy blood colored my Guess
Emergency trauma, teen headed for surgery
Can it be an out of state nigga 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 simple
to the Gods and Earths
Dedicated to babies who came feet
Dedicated to Up North and state
Dedicated to rich niggaz who sell
Dedicated to projects with black
Dedicated to man who build

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

First
Yo yo

Two: Raekwon

It started off on the Island, AK Shaolin wildin
Old folks : stop the violence!
True layin up yo, watchin crack niggaz
Playin nuff crap games for what
in days, crime pays in mad ways
Sportin Tommy Hil with 360 waves
And no searchin for loose ends, now flex 300
Mad 10's with mad
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, 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 it was all so simple then?}

Yeah, for
Murderous material up
Peace to mazes, for
Meditating on
Gold, up y'all
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 like
Word up, up
Peace to man and child
up
I got you baby, I'm here for you
Project, it
peoples one love
Keep head clear, we out of here
We in silence
Bad boys, creating, the muderous stacks for your
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, all types of shit
For y'all