Luyện nghe bài hát Intro - Stakes is High

(when I)
(first heard)
(criminal)
(minded)
(I was in...)
(damn, was i? )
(...seventh grade)
(battlin' other emcee)
(smokin' a blunt and drinkin' a 40 down lower side with my niggas)
(I have no idea I was, it was so long ago)
(I was on my way to a family reunion in a car on the island
when I heard it)
(rooselvelt projects)
(I was in...)
(I was outside of when I was really little and I was doing the
Wop this girl)
(red alert played one of the on the radio)
(it was so ago)
(yo merce, up, this is hanson, man, I want you to peep that out.
Yo, kid... I was at this party, this
when I heard
Krs' minded. I'll call you back, peace.)

(all right!)
(all right!)
(all right!)
(all right!)

Channeling, in so my what brings that testament
To cover twelve inches of
Flip as if I was the dalek himself
in cleansing like the it's of
Elephants, dove bibles out the park, man
wven try to toss bleach, I'm too dark and
Major soul than james' "escapism"
De la soul is to stay like racism
Patrick know and i'mma put the off the bed
As I lurk up on your thoughts phones on your head
Riff a pro, flex sue, running you the links
weather, pouring rain outta duck's survive links
And if one for pink slips, the slips are short
as sperm, to give out for the souls I report
I too fly for the forty-ounce drinker
I sport too fly for a thinker
A fresh linen so sniffer on the two-inch
A of the berg without weed influence
So stick to you by natures and your kane
'cause that I based upn the wax is insane

Grand groove, I wish I had the bid
me six bottles of beer, I take the seventh one free
I got the chandelier, kick, by my man
Little elf, big four the zootie for the self
Long island living, what, o'clock dawn
Jiggy-not see me so I straight to your porches
Mr partymaker the boogers in your bottle
it and drink, what bees gotta be's
'cause I snort the
Man, I kick the franken-style, dig the bolts in my
Wreck, ship, boat,
metal grooves ain't the infinite
Here I hips to the
I'm looking for the words in the faces of a
That brother down ever since soaked cheese
And motor go
Hey, how ya
Now, in front of big lou's fighting
Hey, y'all reminisce, six streets, miles
to my avenue
(aaaah... aaaggh)
Six streets, went straight to my avenue
I'm headed for the e, for the bitter oe, not me
Here's my malibu, child, my malibu
honeys, dig a gun and go aaaahhhhh...