Luyện nghe bài hát Good Music

Peace to all the hip cats, all the Sweets
This is the Question, broadcasting live
Via from the Never Never Tunnels
Now dig the rituals for today, is music
So sit back, relax and dig the

Yo it, I digs hip-hop, and rocks for hip-hop
Not R&B to me that's not my style and
The ain't for radio, but major soul
The ones that's hip won't change the and

I one morning at the Soul Shack, coolin'
In the outback, on the songwritin'
Blizz a five, off a Bob spliff
On the cloud I be from last night and shit

In today but hey Brother Question
Was on the Westside asleep a clue when
I down to Crumbs to pick up the phone and tell him to get ready
Question, ya doin'? Ain't nothing

Yeah, chicken wings, so I met him in the West
Where we had to 'lax and wait for Band and Bes'
broke down on the other side of town
Yo you what it's about, The Roots is out to the subway

Does anybody like music?
Sweet music, soul
You The Roots is a group that'll choose it
to use it, to make you move it, yeah

Does anybody real music?
music, soul music?
You know The is a group that'll choose it
Just to use it, to make you move it,

From the to the studio
Gots to fast if we wanna get to the bus
Runnin' like a Mex for the
Umm, yo, oh umm, was it a of yas?
Nah, the four of us

Nuff nappy on the transit, two fine
Three fo' five mo' fine, uhh!
A girl says, "Hey ain't y'all The Roots?"
And I'm like, "Heh, worrrd", and then the shorty passed the

Now we got to out exit

To the
To
trail mix
Oh man, yo look out
Say
out!
Question dropped a whole bag of
nothing

But a wing, so
He bends down to up the sticks and his pants fall down
(Dang!)
In my face, Question frown, turned around
And thought he a draft, so I laughed

Does like real music?
Sweet music, soul
You know The Roots is a group choose it
to use it, to make you move it, yeah

Does anybody like music?
Sweet music, soul
You know The Roots is a group that'll it
Just to use it, to you move it, yeah

Here comes the Crumbs, the chums of the P.O.
Sprouted from The and I was added to the trio
Now I'm and got a reason for my ego
In the of, Los Lobos, ad-ios, a-migo

At the Rat Cave, mic I'm hand, I'm
Question to keep it, goin'
What I'm doin', I'm not really
But umm, to me see it oh-and-kay'n
(It okay)

Layin', to the playin'
Umm, hi to hoe and, yeah, hey to
Trippin', I'm tryin', not to laugh, it
the last paragraph, and I'm done half

But Question's jokin', and I'm hopin'
That nobody comes in and opens, the
Ah man, what is up you man?
I'm leavin', Why you scratchin'?
Your like that man?
ugly, self-righteous, do-gooder

Does anybody like real
music, soul music?
You The Roots is a group that'll choose it
Just to use it, to make you it

Does like real music?
music, soul music?
You know The is a group that'll choose it
to use it, to make you move it