Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Carpet

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

It's to change, get more deranged
Feels strange
Follow me through and shallow trees
From to flat plain, to thunder and black rain
Through the state of Utopia
up to the sounds of that man Timbaland
Five Mexican bitches us
dancin', sayin', "Hell, he's handsome" in Spanish
We was fine until the subtitles
Then and fire, to an opium
than I ever been in my life
Heard cries the night like

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

Ay yo, I woke up to a bowl of like the golden child
T.V. like the poltergeist, must been on overnight
I saw a strong of light, decided to walk to it
Could it be the son of Christ, I decided to to it
In the halls I heard music shoutin' beautiful
And I swore I a voice say

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

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

Mag spit with a sense of purpose on
When you was eatin' collard I was eatin' these dreams
I stepped in dog shit and bit skid row
ice I had put it in my orange slice
What you know livin' in a jail when it ain't no bars
Handcuffed no key, world denyin' your plea
A third-degree charge when it ain't no
Twenty-six old and I got more time

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

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

Let's get 'em
While dance on Indian carpet
act retarded
While dance on Indian carpet
on

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