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 east 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 long
Expressway I heard it)
(rooselvelt projects)
(I was in...)
(I was outside of church when I was little and I was doing the
Wop this girl)
(red alert played one of the on the radio)
(it was so ago)
(yo merce, what's up, this is hanson, man, I you to peep that out.
Yo, kid... I was at this party, hype
when I heard
Krs' minded. I'll call you back, peace.)

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

Channeling, in sync so my what that testament
To cover twelve inches of
Flip like as if I was the dalek
Specialising in like the it's of
Elephants, dove bibles out the park, man
wven try to toss bleach, I'm too dark and
Major more soul than "escapism"
De la soul is here to like racism
Patrick know and put the pillow off the bed
As I lurk up on your thoughts while on your head
Riff a pro, flex sue, running you the links
Scout weather, pouring outta duck's survive links
And if one for pink slips, the slips are short
Dull-minded as sperm, to out for the souls I report
I too fly for the forty-ounce drinker
I sport too fly for a thinker
A linen scent so sniffer on the two-inch
A talker of the berg weed influence
So to you naughty by natures and your kane
'cause that I based upn the wax is insane

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