Luyện nghe bài hát Good Music

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

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

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

In studio but hey Brother Question
Was on the Westside without a clue when
I hollered down to Crumbs to pick up the phone and him to get ready
Question, ya doin'? Ain't nothing

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

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

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

From the subway to the
Gots to break if we wanna get to the bus
Runnin' a Mex for the border
Umm, yo, oh umm, was it a bunch of
Nah, the four of us

Nuff nappy sweets on the transit, two
Three fo' five mo' fine, uhh!
A girl says, "Hey y'all The Square Roots?"
And I'm like, "Heh, worrrd", and then the shorty the sign

Now we got to make out

To the
To
Crushin' mix
Oh word man, yo out
Say
out!
Question dropped a bag of drumsticks
nothing

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

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

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

Here comes the Crumbs, from the of the P.O.
Sprouted The Roots 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
Tellin' Question to it, goin'
What I'm doin', I'm not knowin'
But umm, to me see it sounds
(It okay)

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

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

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

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