Luyện nghe bài hát East Side Story

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

[babyface
like a pressure cooker
Hard-boiled, an egg, mad that they over-looked ya
Damn, shit never go right for a like me
All my plots and schemes pretty shattered dreams
Forced to re-evaluate my situation,
I'm 5% of the original who know the truth
The youth are color-coded, minds eroded
Like rust on bumpers of old chevy's 1962
I to cop 'em, but I had to drop 'em
Get aboard ground, still I roam the compound
Like the saint, who I am
I might just rob the bank in town
Went from sleepin in on quincy street
Never havin a refridgerator of food to eat
out the windows of east new york
Was knowledge, understandin when I eatin pork

[spiritual assassin of zu
Yo, pictures my wonder years
The narrator, I like diaries and journals
Layin with the bitch too much, swimmin in pools of
Mentally takes you out your zone, I'm livin
My eyes to see gold bars in my palm
suedes clark's, the fonz is poetry, islam is science
Project shrimp the grounds, whips and tyrants
Everyday's the same palace shit like the total
Second time on this planet, things for granted
Advantage, presto, settle for less, strictly quality garments
Yo, exercise your right to arms, peace to salute the prostitutes
Constitution, moments in her life
stark 8, eternal is life, extremely fast

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

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

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

of zu ninjaz]
Yo, this dream'll leave you fiendin for weight and a triple
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 your high check list
I dead this through bloody wars, government laws, iritatin like
But soon to the ghetto neigborhoods where hittin steal
Ain't no peace, young ones blasted by the
I'm from the east where and every teach
You'll feel it in your physical, mental credentials, a nigga who sell,

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

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

(x2)]

[outro: drunken dragon of zu
...nigga!!!