Luyện nghe bài hát East Side Story

[intro: monk]
is god, we came here to travel
And speak the truth to those who do not themselves.
We do the to everythin in our existence
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 y'all to feel me.
Let allah take path to teach the truth to those
Who do not themselves.

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

[spiritual assassin of zu
Yo, pictures my wonder years
The narrator, I like diaries and journals
with the bitch too much, swimmin in pools of pussy
Mentally takes you out zone, I'm livin un-satisfied
My eyes want to see gold in my palm
More clark's, the fonz is poetry, islam is science
shrimp scatters 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, your right to bear arms, peace to salute the prostitutes
Constitution, moments in her life
stark 8, eternal is life, extremely fast

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

drunken dragon of zu manchuz]
I've watched get shot rocked, they cold ass locked up
In blocks, days of our lives, cheatin wives
Takin half a nigga's pie, in disguise
Take ya clientel, ya girl and leave ya the lies

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

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

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

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

(x2)]

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