Luyện nghe bài hát Check What You're Listening To

1]
The Black falling down, its goin
No subject matter, I hear it goin around
Minds over matter , they don't mind
We dont matter, DJ on the platter
Cant this, the gott-damn matrix
Got actors winning politics, the
Got hot chicks in the back of of ass rap flicks
videos (hoooo)
Turn off the got-damn
Cause they dont show yall what need to know
Cant fade it though, Lord don't it yo
Year of the Lord , love fuck war tour
before 2004, i swore
Dj Lord bust down the door
Los Angel-less, New Pity
They say fuck the sticks cause they be the
Homeless sitting smellin shitty
Thanks for not giving a thing pretty
So called land of plenty , can't a penny
the have nots against the haves,
Is you wit me?

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2]
You be cuttin tracks
But cuttin edge
The sword of Lord like Phil Upchurch
Through the verse, the hurts
the aftermath of that sonic autograph
Lord ,don't him mad
So I , how loud you want it to get?
sweat.
2005 flicks, new trips dirty beats
Hits and all bass kicks
yall,
Cmon, cant forget to this
If the fits get with the ramblin wreck
it, to stomp out
All dem Chuck D stylin
Don't you where ?
On the new
Cross the Land, the band
the fans, watch them all SLAM the jam
Yes they can can, the man
Take a stand yall, the plan

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3]
One foot stuck in the
dance craze
Cross fade to the new
Like the old days, twisted in convoluted
Existed in the of wisdom existance
the Land, cause the band
Hits the fans, watch them all the jam
Illegal , frisk him
Find not a pop with him
like a prism
Cant this?
You in prison
be whizzin, cross the wax
Movin tracks across the tracks
Through mind he attacks, DJ Lord.
Scratch the , tell them wack ass beats
They can go to hell,
The rave
See the crowd swell, got even when the needle
Still heard them over the yell!
Through the verse, the hurts
From the of that sonic autograph
Mr Chuck , Dj attack the tracks
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