Luyện nghe bài hát Desperados

[nas
You ever dance with the under the pale moonlight?
Desperados,
What the up son?
We could do word up, we could do this

Chrous: the

Spend too many nights on the henny gettin
Breakin big face bennies, bettin against the dice
I can't call it, it's goin too to spoil it
Tell it it is, the raw shit never recorded
(repeat 2x)

At a thousand degree I make mc's melt
Fuck my label I appear courtesy of myself
Let me explain how I maintain to pain
I walk across the sun lookin for shade
I rearrange your rib cage like a twelve gauge at range
And change the position of brain
My hard raps penetrate through your and all that
Nigga, get ya wig peeled
I you like the indians on horseback
Running bull hit you harder than runningback
Stunning man with and cunning rap
Swiftly running laps around 48
Like crack you fiends keep coming back
Heads is like acrobats on gym mats
wax to analog tapes to digital dat's
It's critical black, that is ill like that
In fact perhaps you should quit rap, instead of
Tryin to back, cause niggaz keep tellin you that your shit's wack
I rip raps, hardcore raps you to the floor mat
Put you in the figure four, your thorax
Jump off the top turnbuckle and on your back
Til I hear it snap or crackle, the ref says chill
You get clapped bringin the raps to combat
Like bringin a paint gun to a shoot out with gats
niggaz is wack, rappin over microphone feedback
My intelligence where yours peaks at
From fox boogie in the brasierre, to nasty nas here
My nature'll explain it further if it's not clear

and foxy brown]
Millionaire look at the sky make it's still there
Ice grill stares and my jewelry is in year
cardan back in a dapper dan time
Now flex, angle wrecks, foxy van klein

[nas
Initiated to the firm shit, real thugs quick
Sit back and feel the hit
Initiated to the firm shit, real thugs learn
Sit back and feel the hit

[az the
Yo lock in, do the knowledge, the doctrine
We clockin, on your airwaves, it rockin
Blaze up, make fire, your purple haze up
Betcha tired, bitch ass niggaz need to be up
So raise up the playin, I'm sick of layin
I can picture sprayin off an sk, ricochetin
Snatched up, in supreme court, eyes shut
Co-defendant a life sentence, seem him crack up
React what, who will, two mill'
Nigga cool bet I'll be home before the news will
Blast fuse and leave frank matthews
Perhaps you confuse the concept black, rules
Incog-ged, had more deez involved
Known freeze condo seven keys dissolved
Daily routine, speakin up for who sling
Hand to on them street corners claimin you king
It's time to lock this, with us, let your glock spit
the toxic, only fake niggaz drop snitch
Get your guns out, it take much for me to dumb out
Play one route, lay ya down and run south

Here's the of this shit, more statistics
Deeper the laws of physics, malibu sand ,the gorgeous bitches
Weed from 1-2-5, my whole crew
A true desperado, one that never choose
And show sympathy, just qb, an
Stock exchange, top of the game, you mention me
Image is nothin just obey thirst
I blaze the purple haze, sit in a daze, display your birth
For concerned or just eager to learn
I speak for the firm, was to keep the cheeba to burn
my riches, past traditions, like olympics
Pass the torch shit so y'all could picture my thoughts, I'm driftin
It's type ill wakin up lookin like
Twenty years younger same same ice grill
Genetically form grade a
Born to carve rhymes, a swift tongue helped to set it
Theoretically peep how we this, young and restless
Guns and westins, to connect through lessons
From cool feats to camps, shoot back
a proven fact, nine-seven's mine, y'all niggaz move back