Luyện nghe bài hát Give It Up

(featuring J-Live)

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

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

[R.A. the Man]
Aiyo, it up, rush you up, no fuss, blood rush
Cuss much, mine? You bust nuts, crunch crunch
Spark the bud, what's what, the King Tut
Out in so-fuck, who they dug up, yup, it's the Rugged
On the record with J-Live, I hardly believe this
I never thought I'd be on no record with school teachers
flinch from the eighties, library, lies bury
TV, tell lies visually, kid you wit me,
Humility, hillbilly, gorilla, he illy
is he, actually, really killed me, billy
All that stuff you heard about me, is probably
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, sizzlin' rhythm, hit him
Did he did it, or did he didn't, it
Pretend he offended, the men and women
Every minute in it, don't be
Every illiterate ignorant critical it
Every idiot that ain't it, they talking shit
I'm R.A. the Rugged Man, get off, my

Give it up, for the Gods & the Earths, and gentleman
All the human families, the wicked can't me
The righteous man hands me the mic, uncanny how
One man's penalty's, is another boo-whore
The pun's ironic, courtesy of this sport
Still can't stop a grown man, from report
A man can either be freedom or free label
When you spent, you make, to keep making, you can't save
A thing, no savings, that's how life'll enslave ya
why I strive daily; to be my own savior
I know when shine and reflects in my behavior
So in between checks, I spilled it in respect
So give it up, if your mission's 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 for ten years, I can hardly believe it
thought I'd be perceived, as just some rapping school teacher
Just some dude, that can cut and rhyme, same
Just some conscious kid, that's try'nna save the world rhyme
Just another underground, hand-to-mouth
Stop your mirror rap, just to stop you in tracks
This stomp you on your track, justice is not just
ordinary rapper, I'm the crown royal block
With a velvet bag, matter of fact, and since the is back
And backed by, a whole of millions
You can't hold me, my new floor is my old
That's why I'm guaranteed, to leave you with something you lack, so