Luyện nghe bài hát Halie Selassie Karate

[Chorus - Mr.
I said I ain't gangsta even I grew up in the hood
I wanna feed my people, so misunderstood
Struggling (struggling), hustling (hustling), trying to it right
I just spread the light to help us free our minds

Well oh yeah, you are now in tune to www dot
you will only hear racial shit

[Verse 1 - Monch]
E pluribus unum, all seeing eye, exam
The apocalypse, by popular demand
Innocuous but still a stage with blood in my hand for the populous
Put a in the sky
"Licensed to kill" into my ID or "Rocky Illuminati"
Selassie Karate, John "The Beast" Mugabi
King Jaffe in the lobby with the fur made of a
The eye of mouths, I am vibrant
Prominent constellations of (whoa!)
The reason why my are in alignment (uh)
The renegade, Allahu Akbar, rock
homemade grenades, CD's at NYPD cop cars
Just to get the to pop off
Fraudulent stock, funded with Vuitton knock-offs
Hijacking helicopters, your metropolis
While I'm in the cockpit, politicking like
And my oesophagus is atomic when I vomit
bioengineered urbanomics
The formula: truth divided by ebonics
Times smooth lime, ice and a splash of tonic
Nigga my past lies are
hash in a cathedral with Nostradamus
At mass, Martin Luther's "Free at Last" speech
Step on my British Walkers get ass beat