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 rituals for today, is good
So sit back, relax and dig the

Yo bust it, I digs hip-hop, and rocks for
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 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' last night and shit

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

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

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

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

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

nappy sweets on the transit, two fine
Three fine fo' 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 man, yo look out
Say
out!
Question dropped a bag of drumsticks
nothing

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

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

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 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, is up with you man?
I'm leavin', Why you scratchin'?
Your face that man?
Look ugly, self-righteous,

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

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