Luyện nghe bài hát East Side Story

[intro: monk]
Allah is god, we came to travel
And speak the to those who do not know themselves.
We do the to everythin in our existence
And expense forth the truth. if you cannnot on your
Own two feet, what be done? nothin, you shall die
In your own inequity. I want to feel me.
Let allah take this to teach the truth to those
Who do not themselves.

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

assassin of zu manchuz]
Yo, record my wonder years
The narrator, I write diaries and journals
with the bitch too much, swimmin in pools of pussy
Mentally you out your zone, I'm livin un-satisfied
My eyes want to see gold in my palm
More suedes clark's, the fonz is poetry, islam is
Project scatters the grounds, whips and tyrants
Everyday's the same palace shit the total thumper
Second time on this planet, tooken for granted
Advantage, presto, don't settle for less, strictly garments
Yo, exercise your to bear arms, peace to salute the prostitutes
Constitution, precious moments in her
stark 8, eternal is life, extremely fast

[buddha
Yo, life's full of savagery and the devil's still after me
I drink bacardi to set the mind free, trees in the black 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 time you 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 nigga's pie, enemies in
Take ya clientel, ya girl and leave ya the lies

musa of zu ninjaz]
Yo, my fam's royal, hot rotten camels in the desert
Drinkin rum, by 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 at with no kids at?
Like armored with 25 bricks, I wanna stick that
Bein broke me the ice grill, if I can't smoke, I might ill
Fight a dyke for tryin to
>from all my niggaz who can't grab, no fun robbin and can't brag
Cop grams and hand
That's life with no map, a dolja soldier on the wrong path
to road block the road to riches
If you got somethin, maintain you go left
'cause the thing to fear in this world is life or death

of zu ninjaz]
Yo, this dream'll leave you for weight 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 your high style's list
I dead this through bloody wars, government laws, like sours
But soon to the ghetto neigborhoods where hittin steal
no peace, young ones blasted by the beast
I'm from the where each and every teach
You'll feel it in your physical, credentials, fuck a nigga who sell,

It was simple, my crew leave a where they start
A half moon when we depart, a full moon when the l
You got to love it, some say the and ugly live on high 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, 'cause stars will like to so bright
Now you crack pipes, sell ya whips for low price
Yo, wrong with you? 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 to these low down crack blues
That's why I sing this song, keep holdin on
It makes me strong and hold this fort down with firearms
His life's 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 my ass out on a path to receive higher gold?

(x2)]

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