Luyện nghe bài hát Collaboration '98

[Johnny
So we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good shit
the world, word up
Sunz of Man, Man, True Mast', collabora-tion

Can't you see my love even though we be thugs
Brothers want grub gotta it in blood
Because is you down or are you down because
Can't you see my even though we be with thugs

One: True Master]

Yo, when you least expect is we attack, in fact
your format, is not yet suitable for
dissident factions within the Kingdom
Campaign desperate attempts to your freedoms
Emphatically, wack strategy, impress me
Impulsiveness'll bring you tragedy, test me
Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly
Fuckin with this assembly, the Sunz of Man
summon me, Administrator of the Law
Master in this hardcore Art of War
I explore the on conflict and with no pretense
found the strategy the most impressive defense
So when you to attack, it be I to crush your force
and exhaust whole supply
send for reinforcements, give orders for men to maintain
they respective borders, or a God damn slaughter

[Verse Method Man]

in the park, it be on after dark
Hungry like the Wolf when the starts to cook
When push to shove, we push through the club
Pocket full of bud, baby armed with the
nosed I suppose, you get body-snatched when you
your friends from your foes
or here lie, one victimized
for The Fly, now what size is this?
Nigga your size, and I would be much
to get a piece of that pie
Still got my on the Prize, and like Gloria
I will survive, at war with the
Hot with the rhyme..
Turn the heat up, and me
Prepare for the milleni'
I sleep, I'm in the shit knee deep
In a race against time, beat your beat
Hold satellite Son, I'm from where you from
Same shit different slum, we about to go
ain't no need for the gun, I you to a slice
when we done, and all are one, yo

[Verse Three: Sunn]

I be the watched by snake eyes as the playa hate rise
New state side to the West side
Fuck the best rhyme, respect mine, from here
to Palestine watch of Man climb
I could tell a fake from a handshake for man's sake to hittin
I translate til the land
I plan my escape on the good fan
Strictly like the Sunz of Man tape
No or biting off of what your man make
1998, get your own mindstate
In 1999 write your own platinum
Can you see my love even we be with thugs?
Yo, words and keyboards we the Lord
Lyrics the poor, while the rich receive the sore
Couldn't stay in one spot too long, in fours
Told the truth the tours brought artists four doors
I rock the concert til my arm hurt, doin work
you Star Search, I take your mind to Mars' dirt
Uhh,
I said, can you see my love though we be with thugs?

[Verse Four: Hell

This rhythmatical mechanism enhances my wisdom
? of Islam, keeps me
doing you harm, when I attack, it's Vietnam
Through CD-ROM, the mega bomb the ice in your charm
Too late for Salaam, slugs rip through arm
Double arm supreme head some fled from the bloodshed
Painting many in red, leavin Iranians
? , hangin on they deathbed
Out the window, lyrics flow hot chemicals
Burning competitors, from they to they asshole
You wanna battle, I seperate your Adam's
Crack your skully a Snapple bottle, on the Apollo
Can you read black, ease back, we tracks
Breeze through facts, smack your wolfpack

[Johnny
your satellite Son, I'm from where you from
Same shit slum, where we about to go
ain't no need for the gun, I you to a slice
when we done, and all minds are one, men the Sun