Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Carpet

Timabaland's flow
Allow me to assemble this flow with style
For all man, and innocent child
I no perimeter
Break all barriers in areas
My sound is
prime minister, some say sinister
None stoppin' the groove until it's
The climax, some is bitin' my hot hats
And followed my drum pattern, but I that

It's time to change, get deranged
Feels more
me through gravel and shallow trees
From to flat plain, to thunder and black rain
Through the state of Utopia
Woke up to the sounds of that man
Mexican bitches scopin' us
Belly dancin', sayin', "Hell, he's handsome" in
We was fine the subtitles vanished
Then and open fire, to an
Higher than I been in my life
Heard cries the night like

get 'em started
While they dance on carpet
on, uh
Niggas act
While they on Indian carpet
on, uh
Let's get 'em
While dance on Indian carpet

Ay yo, I woke up to a bowl of rice like the child
T.V. playin' the poltergeist, must been on overnight
I saw a strong beam of light, decided to to it
it be the son of Christ, I decided to talk to it
In the halls I heard music shoutin' calls
And I I heard a voice say

It's yours my, gift to you, to do what you
But I suggest you do what you do to make the move
I hear you dude, and me bein' a of fruit
But your ears heavenly, when I sit in this and produce
Then my darkened
I felt the power rush throughout my apartment
And the glance callin'

get 'em started
While they dance on carpet
on, uh
Niggas act
While they dance on carpet
on

Mag with a sense of purpose on purpose
you was eatin' collard greens I was eatin' these dreams
I stepped in dog and bit skid row twice
Only ice I had put it in my slice
What you know about livin' in a jail when it ain't no
with no key, world denyin' your plea
A third-degree when it ain't no crime
years old and I got more time

Phone overdue, on the way, low pay
Low for your mom, gotta get away
Smoke, now, then you wanna talk about the ghetto
I'm tenth generation of that, came out the womb a hat
on and nikes with a gold tooth
I'm superman, I can spit from any booth
You and your cold ass do what you do
remember Mag never feel good, I am the flu

Let's get 'em
they dance on Indian carpet
on, uh
Niggas act
While they on Indian carpet
on, uh

Let's get 'em
While they dance on Indian
Niggas act
While they on Indian carpet
on

Indian
While dance on Indian carpet
carpet
While they on Indian carpet