Luyện nghe bài hát Good Mourning

What's the of ghetto fabulous
Not ridin the of the bus
I'm a antagonist
Some is mad at us for just doin our music out of love
Some underground heads is hatin cause we fun at clubs
I'm probably on government list for my rhymin
You a fool if you don't think already tapped your line
Medicine is big business so my is herbal
It's music is for the so we Reflection Eternal
Listen, you the difference between science and science fiction
We blow it out like if you leave on every in the kitchen
at once, still kind bud in Cuban blunts
On the corner watchin how kids comin to for they fronts
Niggas run past what they need chasing after they want
Fuckin chumps, you down the street and get jumped
Brooklyn cats like to bubble out of no lookin back
When you a ghetto chef you the art of cookin crack
Some get caught sleepin on the Mother so when they go
They come back as of niggas we used to know
Never looked up to see the stars in all heavenly glory
Just straight ahead cause the peripheral is buildings with mad
Not floors but dramas is played out, shorties get out
like and fade out like TV sets
the banks of our memories (let it be) we'll never forget you
Lyin on your askin for God to bless you

Good mourning, afternoon, good night
What have you done your life?
Everybody time to be embraced by the light
You only scared to die when you livin right, man
I'm puttin up a hellafied

I you all to be clear on exactly what I'm sayin
With your span I understand that I ain't playin
You mistaken if you somehow think it's just me you
Starin me down while enemy is standin adjacent
My heart is racin but I just what I stand for
We chasin carelessly like +Jessica+, I +Care Moore+
Who said, "Just because no one can understand how you
don't mean that what you be sayin is deep"
In case you die in your sleep you ask the Lord for a
Sometimes they sneak up so quiet that the is deafenin
You'll never know who the assassin is until it's your to go
life is flashin, askin for forgiveness but you move too slow
Now the people that you love bear the pain you once harbored
You was livin for yourself so you could never be a
Life is hard, death is harder; you somebody baby
Someone's lover, son of mother, somebody brother
Somebody nigga, now your spirit in the air like a
your name mentioned when we pourin out some liquor
The days go by quicker and the nights seem to differ
It's cold, so I shivered and asked my soul to be delivered

Good mourning, good afternoon, good
have you done with your life?
Everybody comes to be embraced by the light
You only to die when you ain't livin right, man
I'm puttin up a hellafied

Yo, the time for everybody
It ain't somethin' you can really for

Yo, yo, Mad Duke, rock on and
Mayfield, rock rock on and
Grover Washington, rock on and
My Aunt Hazel, rock on and
Big L, rock on and
Freaky Tah rock on and
Jerome Green, rock on and
Slang Ton, rock on and
We celebrate