Luyện nghe bài hát Islander

On
An island trying to peep the horizon the highest peak in the sky and
Puerto Rico, Ireland, Manhattan chimed in by him every place I
Can't my hiding place where I arrived in
Give you a taste of the pace on this Island, little giant, defiant
Really a riot spew the saliva lived with the jews man a West Sider
in the stew and he tired
Shout Carlos man also a writer, Shout stop a writer
the truth I admirer chill with my boo how I'm wired
Don't know what to do he fired up
up with the mutts through the fire

Yo Wik what's going on

to A
That's my OG gave me my
been 13 first hit him with game
Said rap about you so i bout the train
Decade later Wik you sit and complain?

Come on man do you like?
I like the one train, with locks crushing the mic
I like the on the hudson look at the light
He looked at me like, why you still pouting?
Ain't listened listing what I was about and
Aight aight
I Sunday dinner lounging
Posted at the crib clowning
Change for the bus
park kids running through the fountains
Man I the mountains

My man ain't no mountains in Manhattan