Luyện nghe bài hát Give It Up

(featuring J-Live)

"Give it up! But - - just - no - use!"

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"Give it up! Oh Lord.... it all to you
I try, but - it's - - no - use!"

[R.A. the Rugged
Aiyo, give it up, rush you up, no fuss, rush
Cuss much, what's mine? You bust nuts, crunch
the bud, what's what, the white King Tut
Out in so-fuck, look who they dug up, yup, the Rugged
On the record with J-Live, I could hardly believe
I thought I'd be rapping on no record with school teachers
Hair flinch from the eighties, library, bury
TV, tell lies visually, kid you wit me,
Humility, hillbilly, gorilla, he illy
Still is he, actually, really killed me,
All that stuff you about me, is probably true
Heard I got the AIDS virus, I do
Ammunition spitting is him, is it, you
written, it's in slippers, get the rebel in him
Sticking it with sinners, rhythm, verbally hit him
Did he did it, or did he didn't, it
he ain't offended, the men and women
Every minute in it, don't be
Every illiterate critical dissed it
Every idiot that ain't live it, they shit
I'm R.A. the Rugged Man, get off, my

Give it up, for the & the Earths, ladies and gentleman
All the human families, the can't stand me
The man hands me the mic, it's uncanny how
One man's penalty's, is another man's
The pun's ironic, courtesy of this sport
Still can't stop a grown man, from report
A free man can either be freedom or free
When you spent, you make, to keep making, you can't save
A thing, no savings, that's how life'll enslave ya
That's why I daily; to be my own savior
I know when shine and reflects in my behavior
So caught in between checks, I spilled it in
So give it up, if mission's belittling my position
As a physician, making you listen
Me and Man relate, through a previous poem
he said, I'm mad famous, for being unknown
On records for ten years, I can hardly it
Never thought I'd be perceived, as just some rapping teacher
some dude, that can cut and rhyme, same time
Just some conscious kid, that's try'nna save the world through
Just another underground, hand-to-mouth
Stop mirror rap, just to stop you in your tracks
This will stomp you on track, justice is not just
Another ordinary rapper, I'm the crown royal
With a velvet bag, of fact, and since the swagger is back
And backed by, a whole nation of
You can't hold me, my new floor is my old
That's why I'm guaranteed, to leave you something you lack, so just