Luyện nghe bài hát Field Nigga Boogie (XLR8R Remix)

Take it back to the days we raised us up
coward-ass rap made the game corrupt
P-Dog in the cut to bring the pain
Puttin on they ass can't stand the rain
And bring over beats, and scratch the itch
In a "No Spin Zone," fuck a scanadalous
It's the return of the (Bush Killa) back to
us for the justice, in God we trust
I rush truth to the youth, and shine the
the red pill, open up your eyes to life
In this of these crack fiends sheep and moles
See us overthrow the hold of the control
And roll deep, keep it underground for the
I'm the last sayin, get 'em bounds, retreat
ants in this war dance, if one fall
Ten more's in his to advance the cause, it's all

chat interlude]

samples]
"This program includes dramatic re-enactments of which depict real events
and contains material which is for" (HIP-HOP)
"Welcome to the show!"
[Dan Rather] "Today, more drugs are coming into America than before"
"We the best intelligence in the world, we can stop anything we wanna stop"
"You still may know little about" - Dan
"The C.I.A.'s involvement drug lords"
"This was a, a dollar business"
"Even menacing" - D.R. "The C.I.A."
[D.R.] "Have gone into the trade, and are trying to take over the government"
"In the war", "on drugs" - D.R.
"Which is the C.I.A. on?"
"We a change! We need a change.." [x2]

"One of motherfuckers different"

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Word! "Pay attention real close, we begun"

Technique]
Yeah! Immortal Technique, part of the militia
Weapon I brandish, don't the canvas to paint a picture
Fuck who you askin, I'll tell you it is
It music motherfucker it's the way that we live
crashin, leavin the door with a broke lock
And make a toast to the of Rupert Murdoch
I got a hit, on the Wizard and the cyclops
And I'll be snipin, campus security cops
Fuck around, and I'ma start blastin kids
Payback, for what they did to John Africa's
These pigs talk a lot of shit, shit, wavin the
Can put it down and go the home wrapped in a flag
I have but, empty shells for enemies
Strike me down, that'll give to ten of me
Forbidden chemistry, my verse is the dirty
Urban combat, next nigga it's on