Luyện nghe bài hát Hiding Place

Where you gonna

Where you hide?
Dog, Jay Dee
Where you hide?

Where you gonna

Another brother presentation
Sending this out the nation

I'm a hell of a problem, nobody has the
be spreading out, like a body of cancer
My stanza, get it going a car, (vroom)
Usher in the new era, like this (this y'all)
I'm raw strip down, no
A emcee, no chemicals
No
A criminal before the rape charge
I, shake and bake, terror to your squad
My, ferocious
I'm so
I to God that the world knows this
No one exposes flaws in scheme dog
Me and Dilla go hard, my
You don't know problems (problems)
I'm a that'll solve 'em (solve 'em)
a doubt, ya
I'm in the booth, cold knockin out
my tales by word of mouth
Ya, you me

(Hook)
Where you hide?
When the sun down, and the lights in the city get low
Where you gonna
When your aint around, and there aint no place to go
Where you hide?
When the hood starts watchin, and the got they eye on your safe
Where you hide?
Aint nowhere to run, and there aint no hiding

compare me to jokes
I'll strangle the air in your
Like you from a chair and choke
In mid-air a rope
Got a big gun and a scope
The of the smoke
niggaz quiet like words that librarians spoke
I'm arrogant,
Blow face out, and shake out the dandruff
The jakes wont make out the
I'm as real as it gets, with the and the clips
Bark and make niggaz duck, and kneel and do

It gets no realer than
Its Tay and Elzhi dropping that shit
This should have been a album commemorative disc
Cause might need us
And in your town, no where you might see us
My whole coming through in tees and wife beaters
Out, doin their damn thing like
Yo, its P to the H-O, I the job
Plus my Dominican
Making me chili con

Work and a perfect verse
Then burst a person
that jerked a circus cannon
Then landed to the
Its me on the song, your fleet
Breathing is
It's a gypsy a palm
with a heater
Never gone of the reefer
A bong chief, of the don
As long as the bronze is sneakers
Got ways of a thuggie, I wont come and get you
Dressed like a gun with pistols, and AK's in a

And Tay is blazing it lovely, I'm one with the game
So I sat back, chilled, dropped Foreign
And a lot of rap niggaz got
Heard Phontigga carrying tunes and he don got soft
They didn't understand it was my next
So I'm playing postman and addressing
Like, yes I'm still a LB, no I'm not
No I eat meat, but yes I'm still beefin
But all these niggaz putting records out
is all live nigga, check it out
Lb, S bill a fam on a
And I ain't worried people biting "Minstrel Show"
they still on "The Listening"

you gonna hide?
When the sun goes down, and the in the city get low
you gonna hide?
When your peeps aint around, and there aint no to go
Where you gonna
When the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they on your safe
you gonna hide?
Aint nowhere to run, and aint no hiding place