Luyện nghe bài hát East Side Story

[intro: buddha
Allah is god, we came to travel
And the truth to those who do not know themselves.
We do the knowledge to everythin in our
And forth the truth. if you cannnot stand on your
Own two feet, what must be done? nothin, you die
In your own inequity. I want y'all to me.
Let allah take this path to the truth to those
Who do not themselves.

fensta]
Heat a pressure cooker
Hard-boiled, like an egg, mad they over-looked ya
Damn, shit never go right for a nigga me
All my plots and pretty much shattered dreams
Forced to my situation, realization
I'm 5% of the original nation who know the
The youth nowadays are color-coded, minds
Like rust on bumpers of old chevy's 1962
I used to cop 'em, but I had to 'em
Get aboard ground, still I roam the compound
the saint, remember who I am
I might rob the bank in your town
Went from sleepin in on quincy street
Never a refridgerator full of food to eat
Fallin out the of east new york
Was knowledge, when I stoppin eatin pork

[spiritual assassin of zu
Yo, pictures record my years
The narrator, I write diaries and journals
with the bitch too much, swimmin in pools of pussy
Mentally takes you out your zone, I'm livin
My eyes to see gold bars in my palm
More suedes clark's, the is poetry, islam is science
shrimp scatters the grounds, whips and tyrants
Everyday's the same palace shit the total thumper
Second time on planet, things tooken for granted
Advantage, presto, don't settle for less, strictly quality
Yo, exercise your right to bear arms, peace to salute the
Constitution, precious moments in her
From 8, eternal is life, extremely fast

monk]
Yo, this life's of savagery and the devil's still after me
I drink bacardi to set the mind free, puff trees in the black
I'm still hurtin from the the devil's still servin
It feels like a sayonce, but I'm in chaos
Yo, me, oh, my it's chaos, livin in my
up, back up, for this time you must die

[chorus: drunken of zu manchuz]
I've watched niggaz get rocked, they cold ass locked up
In cells blocks, days of our lives, wives
Takin half a nigga's pie, enemies in
ya clientel, ya girl and leave ya with the lies

[manly musa of zu
Yo, my fam's royal, hot rotten camels in the desert
Drinkin rum, by these naked bitches rubbin me with oil
We all loyal with big gats, connect like seeds and bean with soil
Where all my now wigs at? jim hat, where shorty at with no kids at?
Like armored trucks with 25 bricks, I wanna that
broke gave me the ice grill, if I can't smoke, I might ill
Fight a dyke for to steal
>from all my niggaz who can't grab, ain't no fun robbin and can't
Cop grams and hand
That's like life with no map, a dolja on the wrong path
Tryin to road the road to riches
If you got somethin, maintain what you go
'cause the only thing to fear in this world is or death

of zu ninjaz]
Yo, this dream'll leave you fiendin for and a triple beam
Life's a scheme, so, you add it all up and got your plans to off
Who was your man and bet this, I'm reckless on high style's check list
I dead this through bloody wars, government laws, iritatin like
But soon to heal the neigborhoods where hittin steal
Ain't no peace, young ones blasted by the
I'm from the east where each and every
You'll feel it in your physical, mental credentials, a nigga who sell,

It was simple, my crew leave a stain where they
A half when we depart, a full moon when the l sparks
You got to love it, some say the good and ugly on high society's
Made us, fuck what you say, they us
9 servants, but better when I'm goin for life
In my ride, that's yo' man, right?

[buddha
You was my a-alike, 'cause will like to shine so bright
Now you smoke crack pipes, sell ya for low price
Yo, what's with you? m-o was known for jig-able
You had a crew, especially known to for you
Now you fucked up and no one even has a clue
How you fell off and caught to these low down crack
why I sing this song, I'll keep holdin on
It makes me stay strong and hold fort down with firearms
His life's pathetic for my man nine, don't sweat it
I'ma help ya ass out, no need for things, but forget it
'cause maybe on cross road, I could take this same load
And who can help my ass out on a path to receive higher

(x2)]

[outro: dragon of zu manchuz]
...nigga!!!