Luyện nghe bài hát Good Mourning

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

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

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

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

Yo, the time for everybody
It somethin' you can really prepare for

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