Luyện nghe bài hát Check What You're Listening To

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

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

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3]
One stuck in the rave
Millennium dance
fade to the new phase
Like the old days, twisted in convoluted
Existed in the beats of existance
Cross the Land, cause the
Hits the fans, them all SLAM the jam
Illegal beats , him
not a pop thing with him
Multi-ethnic like a
Cant this?
You in prison
Hands be whizzin, the wax
Movin tracks across the tracks
Through mind he attacks, DJ Lord.
Scratch the gospel , tell wack ass beats
can go to hell, 'ding'
The bell
See the crowd swell, got even when the needle
Still them cuts over the yell!
the verse, the truth hurts
From the aftermath of that sonic
Mr Chuck , Dj Lord the tracks
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