Luyện nghe bài hát Good Music

Peace to all the hip cats, all the Nappy
is the Brother Question, broadcasting live
Via from the Never Never Tunnels
Now dig the rituals for today, is good
So sit back, and dig the groove

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

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

In studio today but hey Question
Was on the Westside asleep without a clue
I hollered down to Crumbs to pick up the phone and him to get ready
Question, what ya doin'? Ain't

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

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

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

the subway to the studio
Gots to break if we wanna get to the bus
like a Mex for the border
Umm, yo, oh umm, was it a of yas?
Nah, just the of us

Nuff nappy on the transit, two fine
fine fo' five mo' fine, uhh!
A says, "Hey ain't y'all The Square 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 a whole bag of drumsticks
nothing

But a wing, so
He bends down to up the sticks and his pants fall down
(Dang!)
In my face, didn't frown, turned around
And he felt a draft, so I laughed

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

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

comes the Crumbs, from 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 words of, Los Lobos, ad-ios,

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

Layin', to the sounds
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 jokin', and I'm like hopin'
nobody comes in and opens, the door
Ah man, what is up with you
I'm leavin', Why you scratchin'?
Your face like that
Look ugly, self-righteous,

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

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