Luyện nghe bài hát East Side Story

[intro: buddha
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 stand on your
Own two feet, what must be nothin, you shall die
In your own inequity. I y'all to feel me.
Let allah this path to teach the truth to those
Who do not themselves.

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

[spiritual of zu manchuz]
Yo, pictures record my wonder
The narrator, I write diaries and journals
Layin with the bitch too much, swimmin in of pussy
takes you out your zone, I'm livin un-satisfied
My eyes want to see gold in my palm
More suedes clark's, the is poetry, islam is science
Project scatters the grounds, whips and tyrants
Everyday's the palace shit like the total thumper
Second time on this planet, things tooken for
Advantage, presto, settle for less, strictly quality garments
Yo, exercise your right to arms, peace to salute the prostitutes
Constitution, precious in her life
From 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 shit the devil's servin
It feels like a sayonce, but I'm 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 niggaz get shot rocked, they ass locked up
In blocks, days of our lives, cheatin wives
Takin half a nigga's pie, in disguise
ya clientel, ya girl and leave ya with the lies

[manly musa of zu
Yo, my fam's royal, hot like rotten in the desert
Drinkin rum, by these naked bitches 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 no kids at?
Like armored trucks with 25 bricks, I wanna stick
Bein broke gave me the ice grill, if I smoke, I might ill
Fight a dyke for tryin to
>from all my niggaz who can't grab, ain't no fun and can't brag
Cop grams and bags
That's like life with no map, a dolja 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 world is or death

of zu ninjaz]
Yo, this leave you fiendin 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, iritatin sours
But soon to heal the ghetto neigborhoods where hittin
Ain't no peace, young blasted by the beast
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 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 high
us, fuck what you say, they played us
9 servants, but feelin better when I'm goin for
In my man's ride, that's yo' man,

monk]
You was my a-alike, stars will like to shine so bright
Now you crack pipes, sell ya whips for low price
Yo, what's wrong with you? m-o was known for
You had a crew, known to kill for you
Now you fucked up and no one even has a small
How you fell off and caught to these low down blues
That's why I sing this song, I'll holdin on
It makes me stay strong and hold 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 take this same load
And who can help my ass out on a path to receive higher

(x2)]

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